Chapter 1219: The One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Ninth Original Milan Competition
After finishing speaking, after Lin Feng quickly closed the line, he smiled at Yunhu ruffian, and wanted to get up, "There is no sense of substitution for small facial paralysis, so I gave her an analogy, how did you do that experiment, I'll see if it can really ......"
Before Lin Feng finished speaking, he was pressed back by Yunhu with one hand on his shoulder, "Just an analogy?" ”
"Of course, do you think I'm the kind of person who can keep fish ponds?" Lin Feng was still asking rhetorically.
Yunhu's gaze fell, unhurried, "Do I need to remind you, from the time you said how to send flowers to others, I was there." ”
Lin Feng ......
Yunhu took off the test glasses and put them beside him, and the strength of his hand followed with some force, "It seems that it's time to communicate, doesn't it mean that we don't have a common language?" ”
"No, uh-huh......" Lin Feng's mobile phone screen went so dark.
Mo Bei had already noticed that he was hanging up the phone quickly and urgently, and he probably understood what the situation was.
After all, you still have the phrase of the fish pond, and she can hear it here.
According to the habits of the previous time in the Imperial League, Lin Feng's predecessors must be desperately explaining the problem of the fish pond now, which is often very true.
The second is nothing more than letting the other party transfer their favor from someone to themselves.
Mo Bei has no experience in this area, but he should be able to know the basic routine if he looks it up.
It's just that she doesn't plan to dress up as a boy anymore, and she came back with this posture, for what, only Mo Bei knows in her heart.
Wait for the end of the competition tomorrow, she will find out the little milk and talk about it, the little milk should know this aspect best.
The little milk is not only clear, but also pitting his brother.
I know that his brother will come back today to hand over some information to my family.
As soon as he arrived in Quancheng, he took his little friend An An to Old Man Feng.
Old man Feng likes the old, and when he sees that the little devil can play chess, how to see how to see it.
let the two villains mess around, and didn't plan to care.
Including his little clever grandson who said that he wanted to invite the Xu family over, he didn't say much.
After all, it's not that the old man hasn't received the news here, he doesn't understand that the kid in the north is back, what else does that ice boy take, it must be that the north is too sensible, and he is used to it, so it's good to make him a little troublesome.
The little devil sat on the tea cattail, drinking the water quietly, but what he thought was something else.
If the little grandmother didn't say it, he wouldn't know that the young master of the Feng family had also found a rival for Sister Bey.
Although the belly black may not have anything to do with this one, he has been photographed and on the cover of a magazine.
Since that's the case.
Then he will meet this rival of his sister Bei.
Xiao Nanlin didn't know what her little friend was thinking, so she leaned over and continued to bite her ear, "My grandfather's tea here is bitter, An'an, you can add more sugar, as long as you arrange my brother well, think that this matter is my father's idea, we can sit and collect the fish."
The thin little devil listened to his words without moving, and when he heard the last idiom, he couldn't help but open his mouth to correct, "The profit of the fisherman." ”
"Don't care about these details, they all mean the same thing." Xiao Nanlin said as she stood up, "Here it is." ”
Bo Little Devil looked sideways, and saw a girl wearing an antique gauze skirt walking in outside the door of the house, and her smile was soft and gentle, and when she saw the old man Feng, after smiling lightly, there were small dimples at the corners of her mouth, her skin was very white, and even her voice sounded very fairy...
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