Having received the memory of the host green grass, Mingge is a little Spartan!

Where is this root grass, the host seems to be a root vine!

Hey, it doesn't seem to be a vine, but it's definitely not a green grass, it's probably a mutant grass?

"Grass, you are so beautiful today, your hair is green, and you look good again!"

The pine on one side shook his leaves and greeted Mingge!

Mingge instantly has three black lines!

"Grass, why haven't you been talking today, what are you thinking, the sun is a little hot today, are you uncomfortable if you don't get sunburned!"

"Grass, I'll help you shade the sun!"

"Grass, don't you notice, the sky is so blue today!"

"Grass, the birds above my head today are those two again, these two little ones like to in my hair the most, I really want to reach out and hit them!"

"Grass ......"

A sound of grass, Ming Ge was completely shouted.

The hosts, Green Grass and Pine Komatsu, are all kinds of endless little vernacular every day.

If you discuss whether the weather is good or not, you can discuss it all day, and discuss where the clouds in the sky are going, and you can talk about it for three or five days.

Mingge can pretend to be stupid and sweet, but she really can't deal with Song Xiaosong's words one after another.

The main thing is why this guy has to bring a grass in front of every sentence!

I tried to feel the condition of my body before, I can practice the light mantra, but I still can't store it in my body, in order to block Song Xiaosong's mouth, Ming Ge simply taught Song Xiaosong to practice.

The Light Mantra is not suitable for plant cultivation, and Ming Ge found a set of exercises suitable for the wood spirit root in his memory to teach Song Xiaosong.

I thought that Song Xiaosong had something to do, and he would stop his mouth.

But this guy instantly seemed to have opened a new door, and all kinds of country babies entered the city.

I have to be surprised countless times a day: grass, I have drawn qi into my body, grass, my body is very mysterious, grass, I am a little fluttering like sitting on a cloud......

Ma Dan, why does the host find her name poetic and elegant?

Why does the host feel that every time Song Xiaosong calls her grass in a rough and nasal voice, it is a kind of intimate expression?

Mingge wanted to cut down the tree every minute.

The host's proud green hair has been messy in the wind for the past few days, and Ming Ge wants to cut this grass that is not under her control by swaying in the wind all the time.

As a grass, it is definitely not possible to practice martial arts, but the divine sense can be cultivated, well, this time is long, but I don't worry that someone will come to disturb me, Ming Ge combined the cultivation of the divine consciousness with the cultivation of the light spell under the various verbosities of Song Xiaosong.

Today's pine pine and green grass are still an ignorant age, well, although they are dozens of years older, but the love has not yet opened, except for the birds that on their heads, there is nothing else in this place, pine pine naturally developed a cross-racial love with green grass!

Ming Ge felt that it was necessary for him to strangle Song Xiaosong's love in the cradle, Mu Fang, this guy had swaying leaves, and his voice was too noisy and noisy.

And the green grass and the pine pine are very pure platonic love! But Ming Ge is now torn apart by Song Xiaosong's noise, and when she thinks of facing such a tree every day, even if it is just Plato, she can't wait to pull out her green grass.

Well, Cao Cao Cao arrived, and the first life and death parting between men and women was finally staged on the edge of this cliff.

This time, Ming Ge shrunk his grass, but he didn't plan to save people again.

In fact, what the host regrets the most is what happened back then.

The host felt that if she did it again, she would use her proud and arrogant hair to sweep the two of them off the cliff.

It's a pity that this idea can't be realized, and the host's green hair doesn't have that much ability.

Ming Ge could only shrink his so-called hair, trying not to let his grass be caught by this man.

This time the man did not catch Ming Ge, the man took the woman's hand, and saw that he was about to slide off the cliff, he suddenly pulled out his belt and threw it at Song Xiaosong, the belt hung on Song Xiaosong's waist, and the man and the woman climbed up along the belt together.

Then, and then it began to roll and roll on Mingge's body......

Ming Ge finally knew why the host could be so resentful!

The woman hummed while grabbing her hair, and continued to pull it again after it was broken!

The two of them rolled over her, making her feel like she was being crushed by a wheel, or the stinking wheel.

The most disgusting thing is that the woman's first blood and the man's liquid are flowing on Mingge's grassy hair.

Mingge can't be beaten, and scolding can't be scolded.

But my body is so disgusting, I don't know when it will rain next.

Mingge did the same thing as the host.

Holding her breath, she cried loudly.

Song Xiaosong was also humming, it had just been hooked by the man around the waist of the tree, almost breaking its small tender waist, hearing Ming Ge crying loudly, it was busy comforting Ming Ge with its rough duck voice.

"Grass, don't be sad, wait until next time I bury them with leaves!"

"Grass, no matter what you become, you are the best in my eyes!"

"Grass, your hair is so fluffy now, it's also beautiful!"

"Grass, wait for the wind to blow a few times, and you will be clean, don't be sad!"

"Grass, I'm sad to see you so sad!"

"Grass, don't cry, okay, I'm so uncomfortable when you cry!"

……

Mingge cried even louder, Song Xiaosong's comfort became weaker and weaker, this guy finally knows the horror of noise!

Ming Ge, who had cried all night, was dying the next day, thinking of the mass of blood stained things on her body, she didn't even want to cultivate, so she wanted to shrink her head and find a hole in the ground to get into it and rub herself clean.

Song Xiaosong hummed all night, and the next day he greeted Mingge like a nobody, "Grass, the sun is so good today!" ”

"Grass, the sky is so blue today!"

"Grass, the air is so fresh today!"

……

"Cultivate, do you still want to become a refinement!"

It's these words every day.,Why does the host feel that Hesong Xiaosong has endless words.,Obviously, they've been repeating those words.。

Ming Ge was very depressed, she was nagged by Song Xiaosong like this, she didn't dare to be silent, and immediately shouted for Song Xiaosong to cultivate, and she began to cultivate herself.

Song Xiaosong actually didn't like cultivation at first, and the favorite thing this beauty-loving little pine tree liked to do was to waive his hair in the wind, and he never tired of fluttering every day.

But I can't stand Mingge's constant urging him, I have to listen to my girlfriend, don't you!

~~~ Three watches, please look forward to the chubby fourth or fifth watch, of course, it should be after seven o'clock in the evening......