After a while, I came to sell Neodymium for money. It's no wonder that there is such a difference in attitude, and the deaf and unscrupulous are also excited.

The shallow beggar has a good face, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for the victim of the interests of the pro-Nuer to be miserable?

"Nope." It should be broken and shaken its head.

Silkworm a part of Fen waste paper for a like 973 neodymium, and which neodymium is still carrying a beggar-grade art, even the month of Sakai which mile Duxiang steady profit and loss business.

And after this Ke Ke Hua woke up, he was waiting for a shallow slump, and he was a good choice.

"Yu Yu shares, Jing Ran has no marriage contract...... Sorry. ”

Shallow Kangzang regretted that he said, "Ni's father is close to the younger generations, and the two should be close to the two of them...... Repay the retribution, and the sneer Gu does the sneering. ”

It is holy and the king of the pastor, and it turns around.

"Luckily, it sent her away. Wang Mu, Yu Yu introduced the words, Wo Hui will marry Wo Qi Er Shallow Vine to Ni, and the marriage contract. Lying on the ground, Ke Yi looked at the city of Bu Gu Ni. At the same time, Honey Wing Yi became a shareholder of the shallow and the company, and he was in vain for the seniors. ”

Selling neodymium for money is a high-sounding thing, and he is a businessman who is a businessman.

"Sister Qian's posture is beautiful, and my uncle is beautiful, and I am lying on my wish."

"Haha, it's too much! Zhou Ni is busy chattering, and Fujino is taken down, and the marriage contract is tied in May! ”

"Thank you, uncle."

The two of them ignored the shallow and the vine was young, and they were looking back.

In 1995, the ancients were conservative and arrogant, the bureaucrats were mediocre, and the people were in charge of the buildings.

After the twilight, Wang Mupi was eager to stay in Kang and Zang to have dinner, and the guests were happy to embark on the road of the children.

Tail with a pregnancy to get a marriage contract germanium? Wang Mu sighed with regret...... Awesome.

On the other hand, it hints at the art that this has been a bit of a hair in the middle of things. Xuan ordered to maintain the art array and was silent in the early morning, and Wang Mu raised the Empress of the Elite Saint and rushed down to the hospital.

Follow the path of a month to get acquainted with the third floor, and the Wutiao fog paints the ward.

It may be driven by illness and pain in the internal organs, or it may be treated with sorrow and sorrow, and it is also sitting on the bed and watching Meng Mengliang quietly waiting for Wang Muchen.

With the head of the gate, Wang Muxun came in.

Wu Tiao Wuhua turned his head and looked at Wang Mu's face showing a gentle and happy face.

"Early, Ah Mu."

"It doesn't matter if she sleeps with her children."

"Lying habits. Sleep early, start early. ”

"Shhhhh

Wang Mu was familiar with the road, and sat down on the hospital bed, looking left and right in the room.

"Doesn't Ni need to bring anything with you? The horses are in the courtyard, and Yu Hua is now tidying up, and it is estimated that it will take ...... time."

It also sipped it yesterday, and it was the same as yesterday, and Wu Tiao Fog didn't ask the nurse to help the whole room.

He shook his head and said.

"This mile is a piece of slices, and what is it doing."

It often spends this mile on crutches for a long time, and it is depleted of the cocoon, and it burns and changes into sick clothes and clothes.

"Why, I'm here to help Ni buy some poems." Wang Mu nodded.

Looking at which indulgence in love looks like the future, Wu Tiao Fog Painting is willing to disappoint the fun, and it is not said that it is sick and disgusting.

- It is very happy, and the rest is a little bit more and more.

He fell down early in the hospital, and the hospital continued to write chopsticks.

The hospital is very messy, and the medical staff is familiar with the Wu Tiao fog painting. It is a mile, which one of the Neodymium children is also half of a child who is also half of a child who is dying out, and let it decay, and now he is willing to take it to the temple, and when he burns it, he almost didn't say anything.

Pushing a wheelchair, Wang Mu pushed Wu Tiao Mist to paint the hospital.

"Snow ......"

"Ah, yesterday I was a child, and I was watching the snow dumping?"

"Well, the suckles are broken."

The Wutiao fog painting was tightly wrapped in the coat of the king and the herd, and the sorrow was worn in the sick gown, and it was a little cold.

Piercing this and preventing the neodymium from rejoicing. After a few years, the hospital has been in short supply, and the witch fog painting is a scene that wishes to be overwhelmed, and it has seen a scene that is used to it, and it is now a novelty to look at it.

"Do you need to call a car?" Wang Mu asked, "I still have a good time, or I can go to the shopping mall next door to buy some clothes to keep out the cold." ”

"It's okay, Ah Mu, it's like this. Grace Furniture. ”

The Wutiao Fog Painting shook its head, and there was still warmth in the set, making it so cold.

Choked up, only one cherishes the side of the, and what is the choking and warm snorting.

Pushing the wheelchair, Wang Muwei Wu Tiao Wu Painting Wheelchair Shi Jia Yi Xi Qi, and let Wu Tiao Wu Painting Qi go to the road to recovery and suffer the crime.

One road and Wu Tiao fog painting is a few words, only when the road is familiar with each other, the king of the material Jue is asked.

After a while, the two finally came to the villa of Wang Muqi.

"It's a long journey."

"There are no houses in the urban area, and I am buying these miles. Turn left to Wufen Zhongyu Lidian, and the necessities of the survival are poured down to run the road. ”

"Rouba? This kind of house is like this, and the house is lying on the ground, and the house is ......."

Although his father was the president of the Burning Harmony Society, he had no spare money and wasted it.

Although Ran was vaguely embarrassed and asked her boyfriend for money, Ke Wu Tiao Fog Painting did not pour Wang Muqian down this kind of step.

"Now that she is a child, this mile will be a treasure in the future."

Wang Mule said, behind the door of the room, he pushed the wheelchair into the house.

The wheelchair was thrown at the door, and it hugged Qi Xiao lightly and with a witch fog painting, and Jue Zao cleaned up the bedroom.

"Wo Yu to Ni to prepare Ansheng Qi tea, Ni Han Lie down."

After the king of the king of the palace was in the bedroom, the Wu Tiao Fog Painting Material shrank and shrunk the clothes, regretting that he was also a boyfriend.

The hospital was lying lying on this mile, dreaming like a dream.

It turned its head to look at the window, and a thin layer of curtains blocked its view.

The chopsticks Wang Muyu came in with a cup of black tea and gently lifted the Wutiao fog painting to the ground.