Chapter 122： It must be the way you are awkward. (1/2)

Zhang Baishu and Lin Shenqi did not expect that there would be others listening, suddenly shocked a big jump.

Xiao Yu'an walked a few steps, one hand rubbed his temples, and the look of the world was going on in the end: ”So what are the two of you? Zhang Baishu is not polite with him: ”I am happy with you.” Just say you can't agree. ”

Xiao Yu'an: ”...”

Whatthefuck?!

Love and affection?

Is the special code the word? !

Is this word really what he understood? !

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath and asked Lin Shenqi: ”Really?”

Lin Shen did not dare to look at Xiao Yu'an, bowed his head, and nodded his cheeks for a long time.

That river is clear! ?

Is this the rhythm of the wife's full running?

Xiao Yu Anmu is in the same place and can't return to God for a long time.

Zhang Baishu also thought that Xiao Yu'an was hesitating and went to him: ”Xiao Yuan, if you dare to shake your head, Laozi will kill you on the spot.”

You are dying, I have it! ! ! If this matter is known by Luohe Qing, will I take it with you without you? If you escape, do you run south or north? Is it a waterway or a dry road? Is the dry road a carriage or a footstep? How is the plot of the plot in the end?

Hey, forget it, this broken story is even married to both women and women. What else is impossible?

”You said that you can't sleep well, do you have to go to sleep at night?” Xiao Yuan pulled Zhang Baishu's hand from himself. ”I will bring the bridegroom up tomorrow morning. There is no bride price, but my family is not letting people go.”

Zhang Baizhu and Lin Shenqi each have a glimpse, Zhang Baishu said: ”You, you, you...”

”What are you?” Xiao Yuan turned back and pressed his shoulders, pushing people. ”Can you go back to sleep first?”

”Hey!” Zhang Baishu is happy, and he said to Lin Shen: ”Hey, please wait for me! I will come tomorrow morning! I must come!”

Said that Zhang Baishu danced to the medical center, but no one was in the night street, or I don’t know which madman was supposed to run out.

Lin Shenqi still has a little look, she muttered to herself: ”Mother's family... Niang.”