There are not many money and valuable things in Changshengju, and it is not worth taking any risk at all, if you want to say that it is worth the price, it is the three people with two shoulders and mouths, and a light code. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

An old man with a stone stick, it was the girl with such a high vision who picked the rest, so he was stupidly sent to the door to suffer. What's more, this unreliable man is not at home. This person deliberately chose to sneak in on this night of stealing rain and not snow, what else did he want if he didn't want his mother and son?

If a four-year-old dwarf is abducted and sold, people can get a few eternal dwellings.

Not to mention himself, it is dangerous to meet a man, not to mention a man who has already slept with the same fur.

She immediately concluded that her mother and son were in unprecedented danger, and she must hurry up and survive the death.

Luckily, I got my hair early.

What to do?

I am a weak woman, and I have a baby who needs to be protected. Rough will definitely suffer a big loss.

The neighbor closest to the house is also a mile away, and I am afraid that before anyone can hear it, it will be cut into eight petals.

You must not turn your face right away!

The short lady slowly let go of the man's feet, turned over under the pretense of a dream, and gently moved away.

It's not enough to move away, it's more dangerous. You must not let the other party know that you have been haircut.

She thought again that the man who had just gone to open the door might not be peeing, maybe he would let his accomplice in. The danger is even greater.

Be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship, just now, if she was a little careless, maybe she touched the wrong thing, and she had to verify it again. She stretched her back, and just as she could put a warm bare foot under the tripod, yes! It was true that a man had a flagpole stood high under it, and it was still in rhythm with a warp, and it was the kind of dangerous tremor it caused.

This time there is no doubt, it is a certainty, it is a disaster, I have entered the door, I am already in bed, I can't hide!

The little lady's heart is getting colder and colder the more she sleeps, it's already late at night, and the bad guys won't wait until dawn to do it, and there isn't much time! The little lady didn't dare to move for a while, and she could only drag it out by pretending not to know. She had no choice but to stop her foot there.

It may not be the time yet, and the man doesn't seem to dare to move.

Both of them are obviously awake, but they are both pretending to be asleep and don't know anything, and they maintain that kind of touching posture while awake, and both of them are very uncomfortable.

People can pretend, but their senses can't, and the root cause of the curse can't be divided, and they begin to stroke one by one, and they are extremely irritable.

You have to set up a weight quickly, and when people do it first, everything will be over.

The man thought that the night was not deep enough, and there were still many people watching TV, and the headlights were on, and when the time came, they would respond to all the calls, although there was no problem in escaping, but it was inevitable that they would not show their faces. You have to wait until the night is deep enough, just like Liu Banjin and his gang smashed into the sixth layer of Li Xinghua, then it is enough to measure.

The two of them are staying up like this, dreaming of the same bed, both of them are suffering from sin, and they are both being hammered to the heart. The man was even more uncomfortable, so impenetrable and close together, and he was accustomed to being romantic, and he came with a foul mind. For the sake of the overall situation, now he has to endure it, which makes him tremble even more, if he can't open the gate, he will become a machine gun.

The dwarf lady was anxious, and she didn't come up with a weight, so she only gathered her thoughts.

Let my mind be empty, and I am worried about my son's bedding. The dwarf slept next to her, covered with a small quilt for his own use. But don't be cold, taking advantage of the black light, she quietly stretched out her bare hand to touch, fortunately, the dwarf slept very deeply, and covered it well, she went to the dwarf's face again, it was warm, it must be red and loved.

"Poor boy, I don't know what this scoundrel wants to do to us, will we get through this? Mom hates it too!"

Thinking in her heart, the hatred in her heart jumped out along her arm, and unconsciously an uncontrollable residual force in her hand acted on the child, and the short lady obviously felt that the short man struggled violently, and the short man under her fingers cracked his mouth in pain.

Mother and son were connected, and her fingers landed on the dwarf's lips at the right time, and the dwarf was unexpectedly strong, and he did not cry.

But the short man's cracked mouth and wanted to cry sent a signal to her through her delicate fingertips, which immediately gave the short lady a revelation. An important revelation.

Without further ado, the dwarf lady acted immediately.

The short lady's hand slipped quietly along the short man's immature body, stopped at the short man's bare little buttocks, hesitated slightly, and her face glowed with a strong unbearable color, or a ruthless heart, three fingers decisively contracted, pinched, twisted, or light, and twisted again.

The four-year-old man suddenly fell out of the dream, frightened and painful, and finally as she wished, she tore open her little throat and began to cry.

The cry of the dwarf went straight up, like a bamboo knot, one section higher than the other, easily penetrated the roof and rose to a very high place, and swayed and drooped like a bamboo tip, and before it fell to the ground, it grew like a bamboo knot, and so on and so on, and then scattered like fireworks, like a celebratory ritual.

The cry of the dwarf is also like a bamboo knot, hollow, and there are unconnected bamboo knots in between, which makes people feel that there is no continuous content, which makes people quite suspicious.

The cry of the dwarf is still like a bamboo leaf, dotted with sharp and light emotions that cannot be connected to it, and it is covered with dense and small and indistinguishable burrs, rubbing the tip of the short lady's heart one by one.

All kinds of cesium-colored lives can force all kinds of different actors. The dwarf lady pretended to be very much awakened by her son's crying in a deep sleep, and shouted softly in a voice full of sleepiness: "What are you crying about, what are you crying about?"

When he asked, the fingers that were still waiting on his little thigh twisted heavily, which added a big bruising pimple to the dwarf.

The cry of the dwarf suddenly intensified, like a broken bamboo, cutting through all the previous bamboo-like cries, the old ones were scattered without a trace, and the new voices were high-spirited, standing out, showing off all the night, and still standing like chickens in a flock, standing out from the crowd, singing in the high places of all sounds, without a moment's pause.

Although the dwarf's cry this time did not leave a trace, there were still people who could turn it into sound droplets from the past clouds and smoke, and then extract it for analysis. That was the first time that the dwarf revealed his talent, which is not a talent that ordinary people can dig out.

It's not that someone will be able to dig out all their talents, but it depends on other opportunities. At a young age, the short man bumped into the old man and Xinghua's sister-in-law, which still had an impact on his fortune in this life.

Not to mention the change in fortune in the dark, just the father's affection for him is different. Father's love has deteriorated, and unbelief has nothing to do with the future of his children! )