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Holding the soft and boneless little hand of the Spirit Flame Girl, Qiao San felt that the spirit was light and smooth.

Qiao San, for a moment, suddenly let go of Lingbu and walked: his steps became softer and gentler. "How to hold her, it's like holding a great happiness!" Suddenly, there was a feeling of dessert being served on the table, and Qiao San realized that he had not eaten a delicious meal for at least three meals. I really want to find a chair, find a long table, and take a delicious bento out of my mental baggage: splurge it for a while.

Qiao San looked around, and then his body suspended in mid-air naturally descended.

They were walking hand in hand when they suddenly heard whispered conversations......

"I hope I steal people's qiē, don't be heard by Zhang Han, he is finally young, and he is young and ignorant when he speaks---- I am secretly with this and that, but he is ignorant, haha!" He Ying laughed up to the sky. She has become more and more appreciative of her extraordinary intelligence and wisdom when running the Green House. When He Ying said this, a purple and black flush suddenly appeared on his old thick face. These blush is not shyness, but a scandalous drama that is about to come to an end. He Yingxiang was raped by her husband on the spot, crawled forward in the center of the temple, and retreated. Eventually, her hands stretched out from side to side, her feet expanded from side to side, and she continued to do a crab streak like ----.

But the ugliness of walking didn't bring her any shame at all.

On the contrary, He Ying felt that he was proud to be a pitch-black crab.

went in, He Ying secretly thought in her heart, how to combine the 26th prostitute and the 14th prostitute. It's so good to merge into one.

Next, I heard a kneeling voice: "Please, Lafayette, Please, Lafayette, let me copy the book, and increase the number of words!"

"He Ying: You have unspoken rules for the editors-in-chief and celebrities of several magazines. Why are you not satisfied with such a Qinglou life, why do you again and again, rely on several accounts to link up with men at the same time, and cause the entire male author who has something to do with you to languish and suck it**!" Suddenly floated up from his Buddha seat. Hanging in the middle of the temple, as if to cast a spell.

"Knock on the Buddha, I have already brought my 100 yuan---- I will charge your phone bill!" He Ying said tremblingly, looking at her pair of black claws, as if they had been scorched by the temperature of an extramarital affair.

The Buddha didn't smash himself down. At this time, He Ying raised her head, Wangzun was separated from the Buddha she was praying for, and she trembled.

"It turns out what I did. Heaven knows how much you know?" He Yingtie blushed his old face, and his wrinkled old face twitched suddenly. It was instantly flattened again.

"Hey, is this the legendary old Jianghu? Include all the opposite sex that can be pulled into the prostitution series, and then ---- completely destroy his natural talent one by one with his own hands. Then, continue to receive new prostitutes. The Buddha looked down, climbed on the temple, the old body of the green building that had grown a little bit, and sighed fiercely......

"Oh, my black crab hand, how proud---- think about how I relied on her to complete the world's first divine whip, I said, no one or anything can be separated from two wicked people who love each other, hehe!" Laughing and laughing, He Ying actually crawled on the ground and cried.

The way to release the pressure of stealing is as beautiful as heaven.

The "Thief ......" was shocked when he heard the clear voice of the spiritual flame suspended in the air and flying towards the target.

"Dogs can't change ****!" The spiritual flame suddenly heard the voice of a middle-aged man scolding, and she was suddenly stunned!

"Who's swearing?" the flame raised its small body and said with a clear conscience.

Her 25th prostitute has been clearly established---- next step should be to move to 26th. It's just that the account bought for 100 yuan and the spiritual book "Flower Death" with it are gone, and I don't know what strange things will happen in the future...... "The trembling voice of an elderly man passed by, He Ying stood in her poor house without power and water, and continued to think about how to calculate her scheming next, how to use her marriage behind her back, steal the 25 prostitutes, and continue to carry forward her Qinglou......

"Could it be that the habitual thief who is at large, which system has been co-opted? Could it be that her life of stealing books is coming to an end?" the spiritual flame thought lightly, looking up, the sky was a beautiful and infinite blue.

"Originally, I tested the other party in this way, but I didn't expect ......" The spiritual flame flew away in mid-air, muttering secretly in his heart. I don't know what's going on, but when it comes to the system and the task, the spiritual flame flies up with a whirl.

"What sound?" When she was in a paradise and looking for a small home in her previous life, the Spirit Flame Girl, who had her right hand in Qiao San's palm, suddenly heard a small voice.

The voice was not only like the whining voice of human beings, but also like a deep flow of rivers and lakes. "The spirit book is going up! the spirit book is going up!" I just heard the voice and was recited again! "Sure enough, it's the thief! Hmph! It's just a green building that sells hues---- this time she and the Moon Prince stole the Ming Ming, like the blue sky under the sun, two rows of surging torrents!" the spirit flame whispered in his heart, and then smiled indifferently. "Poor agency is too clever ----to squeeze its head to drill upstream, and as a result, it doesn't even hold the most basic camp stock: barely managed to get a third place, hehe!" The spiritual flame laughed softly, as if the dawn was imminent, and the dawn of victory was faintly flashing.

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