Solve the thinking, think about it, and think about it. In this way, the old domination of germanium is closely related to Wang Mushenyi.

Baba Dang Ji is now a beautiful encounter.

Regrettable ...... of the crisis The root of this thing is really not a bit of a thought.

When Wang Mu was stunned, Hei Tong was wandering.

After strenuous exercise, he felt regretful, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he vomited and vomited a little heat.

"Wang Mu Xianxuan, I called my uncle's phone, and it sent me to pay attention to the problem of Qinni's car."

It is the uncle Qiu Si Pavilion's auxiliary criminal police, although he is in charge of traffic problems, and he is in charge of the police station.

"Hmm...... Kuroki-kun. ”

"See?"

"Sudden ignition of a thing, lying on the ground and not driving this kind of thing."

"Huh!?" Kuro's face was stunned.

"Isn't that terrible? Wang Mu Xianxuan, a license to drive Ke Xiang Hubi to catch a few words. ”

"Ye Yi is lying now." Wang Mu said happily: "Empress Zhi also asked Hei Tongjun to have fun." ”

"Ke Xiang, car ......"

"Throw it away."

"......" Hei Tong opened his mouth and hung his shoulders in frustration.

“…… Did Wang Mu Xianxuan tease and lie down? ”

"Nonsense, what's the matter?" Wang Mu haha. "It's really too much to be so sorry, and it's compensatory...... 対孒,Ni 冇pen 3.9 啝纸? ”

The black tong dried the back of the backpack, and the pen and paper were also sipped.

Wang Mu took it, and wrote after burning.

Handed over, a string of numerical numbers on paper.

"This is the phone number of the family, and it is difficult for Yu Yuni to be in trouble, and it is difficult to listen to it, and it is difficult to be in trouble, and it is difficult to be in this phone. Santz only. ”

"Oh......"

"What kind of oil?"

Huang Tonggan took the paper in a daze, and watched Wang Mu's back more and more, and he was stunned.

Although it is hard to burn, he has earned 10,000 doors, and he knows a strange brother from the Ministry of Fen...... Should it be a snarr?

It stuffed the pen and paper into its backpack and snorted against the wind and snow. "It's time to talk about it in the morning, and it's hard to think about it when you meet it......."

"With such a piece of snow, wouldn't Wang Mu Xianqi look for a wanderer?"

"The police are in charge, what kind of thing is so much...... Change one at any time. ”

"That's ......"

Looking at the male squirt, the witch fog painted the face of the cangqi and the faint flush.

At the beginning of the second month, Wang Muqi, who was known as Wang Muqi, had known Yijing chopsticks for a month.

In the middle of the day, this handsome man was always in the middle of the day, and he didn't stop for a while, and he always came to explore and talk to it at noon.

Even the nurse in charge of it muttered that the Wutiao Fog Painting was a new one, and it felt that it was not so rare and unrefined and saintly in appearance, and it was extremely creditable.

Don't look forward to being alive, and you will die out and die out of the corpse - the witch strip fog painting will be scarred in the prison after a few scars, and then you will get a new happy thing.

Wang Mu Xianxuan, Hun Hun likes to be happy.

The Wu Tiao fog was painted, and the 29 years of the view were focused on the face, and the Fen Xu was bitter.

The family is wealthy, the character is good, and the appearance is handsome-so that the man is not sick and sick, and he is not brave enough to talk to such a man, let alone the present.

呮湜吥切Practical 啲葙。

After such a long life and illness, what qualifications does Wang Mu Xianxuan have to like...... 夨概湜哃凊芝类啲吣凊。 Wang Mu first slumped and lay down, and Ye Yi made up for his regrets......

Ke Xiang ......

"Give."

"Ah, Xiang!"

The witch strip fog painted over the saint and took the apple.

"Why are you so respectful?" Wang Mule was happy, holding a handkerchief and rubbing the confectionery juice: "Although the doctor suggested that he should eat the food pot, this kind of thing should be eaten in the water and eat a little bit of the fog and the fog to help her......"

"Hmm."

Wu Tiao Mist Paint held the apple candy in both palms, biting into it, and the eyes were sweet.

Eating and eating, it burst into tears.

"Hey, I'm a condon."

Wang Mu watched the sudden crying and came to the neodymium child, approached the Yi Fen, and wiped his face with his palm.

Intimate and abrupt, during this period of time, Wang Mu gradually and gradually, Wu Tiao Wuhua has long acquiesced to the behavior of Xiao It and Woo It.

"Ni Xiang Jue likes it, and after lying down for a few times, she has made some new things for Ni in winter. Don't look at the lying like this, it's too exaggerated, I wish it to be realized, and the Latin holy lamp is the same? ”

Qian is an ordinary kind of society, and Qian is an ordinary person.

To summarize a sentence - I'm sorry, I don't want to be rich.

"...... Woo"

Imitation of Pingping, Wutiao fog painting pushes Wang Mu to palm, and gently says Oh.

"Suddenly, Wang Mu Xianqi wasted his time and lay down like this...... Ni should lie here and choke on the wood. ”

"Again, I said that." Wang Mu sighed.

"Is Ni Jue lying down to watch Ni Xiangpi forced?"

"......"

"Nezha. Is it difficult for Sister Wu Tiao Wutiao to be arrogant, and she recognizes Wei Keyi Yi ”

The long-haired beauty shook her head in a panic and wiped her tears from her horns.

"what...... 呮湜冇部Fen 動安洏也. Wang Mu Xian Xuan ......Xuan Falling down and lying on his life to the end. ”

It lowered its head and clutched the sheets.

"When Ke was so, he felt that it was too despicable to lie down like this. Turning his head upside down, with a happy and happy face, Wang Mu Xianxuan fell down here. It's okay to lie down. ”

"At the beginning of the year, Wang Mu Xianxuan came to the ......"

Yijing is not so dying and memorizing, and the basket is dying and disappearing, and he is taking Le Rongba with him?

He also made Wang Mu Xianxuan leave the water, and he was injured after hearing that he was dying.

When it forgot to paint the fog of the witch strip, Ke Yi showed a happy face.

Speaking of disobedience, the Wu Tiao Fog Painting was tearing the two halves of the palace, which was painful and painful. It will eventually solve the Fen TV series, and it is not a matter of unrequited love and unrequited love.

The king sat down.

It quietly listened to the neodymium child's words, and the ward was quiet for a while.

It nodded, and the fog painting shook and shook a little. The King's Dimensional Journey