Giving birth to a doll is an individual lì life, and after repeated research, Changsheng found that he couldn't do the so-called seven times a night in the mouth of his brothers and sisters.

What does it mean to not be able to do it?

What does it mean to not be able to do it?

He couldn't do it, he couldn't even do it twice.

He was saddened by the male dignity and lifelong sexual well-being of a zombie.

The sad zombie naturally couldn't take this kind of thing to lower the image of zombies to discuss and study with those senior brothers and disciples, and he began to sneak into the old man's study from time to time to flip through various books.

One day, I found that my treasured version of the Imperial Maiden's Heart Sutra was gone, so the entire Shushan was the old man's roar, "Xiao Si will give you and I will get out of here, get out of here, take Lao Tzu's book back, get it back, get it back!" ”

A certain zombie is discussing the ** eighteen tricks in the book, and he is deaf to this, and it is rare for the junior brothers to see such a wonderful book, indicating that they are not afraid of the senior brother.

Such a wonderful book was actually collected by the master, and the master's vision is really good, and the brothers and sisters also want to visit the master's study and find such a beautiful book to quench their thirst.

But they just think about this kind of thought, they don't dare that no one dare, and the junior brothers and disciples instigated the senior brother one by one to find out what other books the master has.

The senior brother was in a heavy mood, he ignored these junior brothers, and left in silence without even asking for books.

A certain stiff is in a very bad mood right now, very bad.

The men in the book are all coming whenever and wherever they want, and the women in the book are all immortals/deaths with their eyebrows and eyes.

But his song doesn't have such a reaction.

At this moment, he reflected deeply, and began to reflect on what he had done with his smart and invincible zombie brain.

But after thinking about it so much, he suddenly felt that in order to make Ming Ge fluttering, the first basic condition was that he had to be like the men in the book seven times a night or thirteen times a night.

If he didn't have such a hardware, it would be useless for him to think more.

A certain zombie felt that his zombie was plunged into endless darkness at this moment.

He finally knew why he couldn't let Mingge conceive a doll, because his ability was not good.

When I went to bed at night, a certain stiff monkey who had always been anxious suddenly shrank in the corner of the bed.

Ming Ge said that she could finally sleep well today, and she decisively rolled up the quilt and closed her eyes to sleep.

A fragile stiff was hurt by Ming Ge's reaction, and the routine exercise at night turned out to be dispensable to Ming Ge, which showed that his hardware was not good.

One of them silently turned his head to face the wall and activated the self-loathing mode.

For more than ten days, a certain stiff did not touch her.

And the junior brothers came to her one by one to complain, saying that a certain stiff person would throw whoever he saw, and he would pick the male one to throw, and the senior brother was so violent and begged for appeasement.

Ming Ge ......

Is there a rage? Changsheng in front of her is very gentle and caring, but Ming Ge still humbly adopted the opinions of her juniors and disciples, because the master began to grind her again, all kinds of troubles, she didn't have to think about it to know that it had something to do with a certain stiff.

When I went to bed at night, I took the initiative to talk to Changsheng, "Changsheng, do you have anything on your mind during this time?" ”

How can this kind of thing be said, a certain stiff silently wept, oh, he even has tears, he can only silently scratch his paws on the wall, again and again, the wall has been scratched by him for the past two days, in case Ming Ge sees it, he will thoughtfully let Ming Ge get up in the morning to fold the quilt, and then use the quilt to plug the hole, and make the bed thoughtfully at night, and plug the hole with himself......

He planned to wait until the hole was scratched enough to fit himself, and he would shrink into it to make a wall that no one could see.

However, if he told Ming Ge about his depression, would Ming Ge laugh at him and dump him, Ming Ge is so gentle, shouldn't it, right?

"Changsheng, are you feeling unwell?" Could it be that Changsheng's cultivation speed is too fast and has sequelae? Ming Ge was a little apprehensive, she realized that Changsheng hadn't touched her for a long time, she thought that Changsheng was not interested in this kind of thing, after all, as a zombie, Mingge felt that this kind of movement might not have any sensory stimulation for zombies, and now it seems that it should have something to do with the so-called rage of the junior disciples.

Changsheng continued to scratch.

He's not feeling well all over, he's not feeling well anywhere! But how should he speak, hmm, if only Ming Ge could take the initiative to ask.

He really wanted to hug his song, but he couldn't satisfy his own woman, so he really didn't have the shame to face it, let alone say it......

"Changsheng, are you asleep?" Mingge yawned.

Zombies shouldn't be the same creatures as people, the Changsheng in Ming Ge's heart is a zombie who has something to talk and fart, although he is occasionally a little smart, but his cleverness is stupid!

She really didn't expect that Changsheng's tangled intestines were about to break at this moment.

He couldn't ask anything even after asking a few words, and his eyelids were so heavy, Mingge simply squinted and slept.

Well, if you have something to say tomorrow.

A certain zombie who was waiting for Ming Ge to continue to ask and pacify waited and waited, waited and waited, and when it was dawn and did not hear Ming Ge's voice, his fragile heart was once again traumatized by one hundred and twenty points......

Thinking that she was supposed to be a confidant sister last night, but she fell asleep, she couldn't let a certain stiff continue to throw those juniors and disciples today, Mingge was really afraid of causing public anger, so early in the morning she decisively turned over to a certain stiff body, well, continue the topic of last night.

But what's the deal with that big hole in the wall?

Ming Ge instantly felt that the problem seemed to be so strict, if she didn't solve it, this stiff on the edge of rage would have a tendency to tear down the house.

Crawling on a certain stiff body, Ming Ge grabbed his ears with both hands and asked softly, "Changsheng, haven't you woken up yet?" ”

This guy's eyelids are obviously moving, and somewhere is also pushing her, okay, pretending to be asleep?

Mingge simply reached out and grabbed him underneath.

"Whew!" A certain zombie jumped up and shrank in the corner of the bed as if it had been touched into a minefield, "Song, don't touch me!" ”

Ming Ge, who was on a certain stiff body, was thrown to the ground unguarded.

Realizing that he had hurt Ming Ge, a certain stiff pulled Ming Ge up from the ground, "Is there anything wrong, I, I didn't mean to." ”

Ming Ge reflexively threw himself down, "Why? ”

Don't let her touch him, what's the situation?

Could it be that I have a strong desire/desire to scare this kind of zombie? Is she really so scary?

At this moment, Mingge's heart is really hurt.

~~~~ Two more, the monthly pass is still six on 90, if you can't get on it, isn't it fat that you don't need four more today