Jiang Tong looked at his gray interface,

and the muscles of the green bully Cheng bit gold, and ran away with rolling and crawling, for fear of hurting her old bones.

He smiled slightly and shook his head helplessly.

[Hahahaha, the grass laughed at me. 】

[The dog is so miserable, I used to think that they were just with each other, but now I know that it turned out that the dog was bullied unilaterally. 】

[My sister is so bad, I like it so much. 】

[I hate this kind of person who sells his teammates the most, vomit.] 】

[People came to support you, and you sold people to cause Nosuke to die together, it's really enough. 】

[A Cheng biting gold plays like this, amazing. 】

[A few upstairs probably haven't joked with anyone in their lives. 】

[How do people deal with your? Cheng Yanjin won't be able to see it even if he doesn't leave? 】

[The dog was pit by his sister for a wave, and it is estimated that he wants to kill his sister's heart hahaha]

Jiang Tong waited for the resurrection, and while he took advantage of the time to look at the barrage, he saw someone spraying Qiao Weitang.

It's quite a lot, not one or two, and it's already brought a wave of small rhythms.

It is not difficult to guess that Qiao Weitang's live broadcast room is estimated to be a miasma, just an ordinary qualifying match.

However, she took the blood bag seriously and squatted in the grass to prepare for a wave of Yin Kai.

Kai came, she jumped out of the grass, and went up to make a heroic noise.

Finally, the blood remained, and the fart and urine rolled back into the tower.

Jiang Tong smiled slightly.

It seems that the fans in the live broadcast room don't know much about his mind.

He smiled shallowly, and said in a clear voice, "I don't dare to have the heart to kill Qiaoqiao." ”

"But there's something else I want to do,"

"Guess?"

The slightly raised tail note, with a lazy bewitchment, the entire live broadcast room is crispy.

[My husband's voice, I can !! 】

[Something else?] I remember the most ruthless when the dog threw Sister Joe into the opposite tower. 】

[You talk well, what are you flirting?! 】

[Other things...... Start a battle to sell teammates who hurt each other? 】

[When is the time for retribution, it is better to fall in love. 】

Jiang Tong glanced at the screen and was stumped by the last barrage.

Pretty smart.

He smiled lowly, soft dimples curling into his cheeks.

The next words were transmitted to the ears of viewers around the world through the live broadcast room.

"What I want to do to her, what I want to do to the cherry trees in the spring."

【？？？？？？ 】

【Groove?????? 】

[This car is a bit fast, and I can't keep up. 】

[Ahhhh!!h 】

[Dog, do you know what this sentence means? How old are you, don't be scared. 】

[Your own people, don't drive. 】

[I can't react a little, I'm going to tell my sister.] 】

Jiang Tong, who was furnished, watched their reaction with satisfaction.

The people hadn't caught up yet, so he couldn't let them make too much trouble, so he pretended to explain, "Just kidding, don't tell her." ”

The main thing is to let them know,

No matter how Jojo sells him, she just needs to be happy.

It's not their turn to make irresponsible remarks.

But fans don't care, there are many people in the live broadcast room who came from Qiao Weitang's live broadcast room, and immediately ran back.

Start swiping,

[Sister, the dog said he was going to do it to you, what he did to the cherry tree in the spring. 】

Five minutes passed.

The proposition brigade is back in a gray way.

[Dog, my sister said, if you let the thing above your head come down first, she may reluctantly believe it. 】

Jiang Tong: "......"