"47-year-old Chicken Mother-in-law!47---- Death!47---- Death!47----Death!Chicken Mother-in-law's 47th birthday is the death date of her ---- promiscuous career!" Suddenly a string of fierce winds blew, and the wind "I always feel that that bad woman is calling you!" the young man said suddenly.

"Is she worthy? A ----47-year-old standing on a three-foot podium!" The young woman said without raising her head, and it was clear that something else and more important was occupying her, or her emotions.

"Hey, that's right. The title of the article is addressed to this prostitute, and this section is addressed to another ...... Finally, at the end, it is written to ......" The young man was also a little tired of looking at it, and he said with some impatience.

"Hehe: The 47-year-old old teacher, arrogant sexual ----, and unprecedented setbacks for the first time---- I thought she was really powerful? You always say---- her imaginary opponents, why is her luck so good? The whole country is fighting to eliminate pornography and illegal activities!" The young woman said a little wittily, looking at the magnificent signature dishes on the green building.

"Hehe: Hey, you have to be old without age, you have to be talented without talent, you have no character---- except for being an accessory of a prostitute one prostitute after another---- and you will fall in love and have a relationship with it for the rest of your life---- and there are no other bad hobbies...... "The young woman suddenly burst into a hearty laugh, allowing the young man to look at him with a strong contempt.

"She's been hiding a stealthy truth......" the young woman insisted.

"When she stole food, how could she not have thought that the world would always know ----that the harm she suffered was, to the greatest extent, the sexual rejection of the prostitute---- and the power of the prostitute, and the force in it was the power of the chicken and the prostitute!" said the young man bluntly, and of course, the young man was also an eyewitness......

"Why are you so abnormal all of a sudden?" the young man asked suddenly, and he basically ignored the man who was walking behind him, insisting on finishing his sentence.

"No, I'm normal---- a black crab, borrowing a knife to kill, borrowing my birthday, acting. Tomorrow her birthday ......" the young woman smiled and shouted inwardly that she didn't know how good it was.

"What are you going to do?" the young man asked suddenly. "......" Suddenly, the young woman stopped making noises, and with the help of the limitations of words, she spoke confidentially to the young man. "You promise that her eighteen prostitutes have nothing to do with you?" the young man asked suddenly. "I promise that if there is anything to do with me among them, it will be their persecution and exploitation. Those prostitutes were instigated by her for the development of Qinglou---- mainly relying on their kind of relationship to fight with me, so I was originally popular, but now there are many suspected enemies. The young woman said lightly.

"Do you like her?" the young woman suddenly cracked her mouth, her smile was wicked and a little crooked...... "Go! Aren't you spoiling me? Isn't she all 47? I've seen a lot of women of that age, and I've seen a lot of beautiful women." Hehe, besides---- people are blessed to love her deeply, and the soul husband, hehe, because of his narrow love, can only write ordinary ......and ordinary words like raw water," said the young man.

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The young man lifted his sword and put the words together, and re-broke the sentences---- which were really just a few sentences of three or five plops. "Hahaha! Hahaha! If you are empty, if you are a bully!" the man suddenly turned to anger.

"Dude, understand why a 47-year-old bad woman is trying her best to search for beautiful photos on the Internet......" The young woman smiled......

"Wakaku: how do you see the one you read and defend that relationship?" the young woman continued.

"And then you read it again, and the one who put her on the podium, the ......" The young woman persevered.

"Finally, the soul husband who loved her deeply,... "The young woman's words were soft and soft, like a dream that had never happened before......

"Oh, I've seen it all, and sure enough, her soul devours a man's soul. But why could she write better?" the man asked softly.

"Being rejected by her prostitutes, or embraced by the dark---- the darker her environment, the better off her life!" said the young woman, with clear eyes.

"Do you envy her, as a woman?" the young man asked the young woman again. "You simply said: Ruokong, do you envy the chickens who are being chased by the Anti-Pornography Office and can escape seamlessly?" the young woman smiled. "I've always felt that you're very abnormal...... young man said suddenly with a sense of reason. "It's all about war: Shhhhhh

"Hehe: Eat the old Ben!" the young man smiled. "So, you don't have to be angry when she betrays you---- 'sexual, exciting' is short-lived. Requires a lot of Thunder assistance. Moreover, in the last 30 months or so, she has had at least 20 self-touching objects...... Huh," the young woman smiled.

"I'm ashamed to be used like that......" the young man's face flushed slightly.

"You have seen the soul she devoured---- there must be sorrow for the hateful!" the young woman said.

"Can you stay in the shallow waters for a few days, even if you try to hold on?" the man asked, a little anxiously.

"From now on, three days at most!" said the young woman softly.

"Three days, can't we see each other more?" the young man asked.

"If you spend too much time in the shallow water, you'll die of boredom!" said the young woman resolutely.

"Hehe: what's good in deep water, it's good to stay in shallow water, it's good to tell the story!" the young man let out a wicked laugh. Of course, the young woman was also embarrassed to smile.

"What have you spotted, lately!" the young man asked the young woman suddenly, the oppressive feeling of the rhythm that made the outsider unable to react, but the young woman replied quickly.

"She's been living well once lately because of ......; The penultimate life is because of ......; The reason for the penultimate life is ......" the young woman knows everything about it.

"But that bad old and ugly woman, she seems to be oppressing you!" said the young man, in a low voice.

"Hehehe, can she be oppressed? If she is confident that she has that ability, she will not ---- develop that unseemly relationship with 20 prostitutes......" The young woman's expression was calm, and her plain words were also very powerful.

"Oh, you're saying that, but I've heard that her words are also powerful. The young man was suddenly embarrassed, and then laughed. Look at her: everything she has written in the past three years has been blocked by ** vocabulary, and only once, among them, is beyond the little poem ---- she seduced --- first soul man...... Every time I see her old ** foreign appearance, I am very happy......" The young woman's smile was full of sunshine.

"You bad guy!" said the young man bluntly. "Do you let a persecuted person be gentle with her persecutor for a long time? Not to mention that the other party is even a woman in a green house who instigated 20 men to fight with you.