It's been a busy day.,After school, Crazy San came home and collapsed on the sofa.,Moonlit Night Painting saw Crazy Three like this.,Walked over slowly.,In the Crazy Three.

Rubbing and rubbing, Crazy San asked her what she was going to do? Who knew that this thing slowly picked up the pajamas and said in a milky voice: Master, it's time to charge! I saw that the moonlit night painted a low-power pattern on her belly with a pen!

Crazy Seven suddenly felt that this childhood sweetheart was so cute......

The crazy three hemp on the side took off his high heels directly and threw them over: "Show your affection to the side!" ”

Crazy Seven is sure...... My own mother should have taken affection from a certain elf mother again, and pulled my mother at home. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

So in order to avoid the anger transfer of Crazy Sanma, Crazy Seven decisively took the moonlit night painting out of the small hotel outside......

Midnight......

Crazy Seven sprinted again and again to bring the moonlit night painting to heaven again and again, the moonlit night painting finally went to a deep sleep with satisfaction, for a little relaxation, Crazy Seven walked out of the hotel, smoked in front of the door, did not dare to smoke at home, afraid of being found by Crazy Sama Ma Ma was not smoked is not a cigarette but Crazy Seven, at this time, a hot body and white-skinned beauty asked Crazy Seven: "Handsome guy, may I ask which direction the sun came from?" I want to see the sunrise. ”

After hearing this, Crazy Seven didn't hesitate at all, and immediately stepped forward and kicked it hard. Looking for the sun in the middle of the night, you are sick!

The next day, Kurumi and Moonnight Paint return home with dirty clothes......

Although Crazy Seven is not an otaku, he still doesn't like to do laundry, and he belongs to a lazy type of person. So every time the clothes are dirty, Crazy Seven always throws the clothes to the crazy third mother or the childhood sweetheart Moon Night Painting to help wash the clothes, the crazy third mother and the moonlight painting complain together, the crazy third mother can't help but complain one day and say: Hard work to pull you up, you are twenty years old, and let me help you wash your clothes, and when you get married and have a child, I will continue to pull Xiaoqi your child...... Eh, I don't know when it's a head? ”

Crazy Seven was playing with his mobile phone, and he didn't raise his head and said, "Then I don't want children......"

Suddenly, the casual shoes of the childhood sweetheart and the high heels of the crazy third mother flew over at the same time......

So Crazy Seven went to the bar depressed to borrow wine to kill his sorrows.

……

Yesterday the moon night painting came back late, crazy seven couldn't help but say two words of the moon night painting, the moon night painting didn't say anything, turned around and went to the kitchen, crazy seven was stunned for a moment, no, if the moon night painting would not have said a word before, so crazy seven immediately walked to the kitchen door, wanted to ask her why she didn't speak, just saw the moon night painting killing chickens, I saw her very neatly grabbed the chicken neck with one hand, grabbed the chicken head with one hand, and twisted the big rooster twice...... Then Yueye raised his head and glanced at Crazy Qi coldly, Crazy Qi silently turned around, walked to the room and poured a glass of water: "Honey, you have worked hard to buy vegetables, come, drink a glass of water..."

Yueye Yi just took the water cup in Crazy Qi's hand without saying a word and drank it all. Then with a cold face, he continued to hold the chicken neck with both hands and slammed it hard.

Poof-!!

A fountain of blood kept squirting out from the crack in the chicken's head and neck......

Crazy Seven unconsciously touched his neck......

"Should I get some blood to buy her something?"

Out of consideration for the safety of his own life, Crazy Seven couldn't help but think like this. But then, Kurumi discovers a very serious problem.

He has no money......

Crazy Seven carefully calculated and found out that it was too bad, it seems that all the money from this month's part-time job was used to repair his family's sports car. (Who remembers the black history of this guy who likes to kill himself by a ticket car?) ）

In desperation, Crazy Seven took a deep breath, wore a heroic posture of righteousness, and strode in front of Crazy San's mother, ready to borrow money.

As the saying goes, all martial arts in the world can be broken, but the fast is not broken, the real master can judge the opponent's intentions at the moment when the opponent is about to shoot, and then instantly kill the opponent to a situation where there is no return, such as Crazy Seven now shows you the most vivid example, I saw him holding his head high, and he didn't walk in front of Mad San's mother: "Mom, I want to ......"

"There's no money," Masama said with a smile.

"......" Crazy Seven covered his face.

Fortunately, the days of the cold face of the moonlit night painting did not last for a few days, and three days later, the moonlit night painting once again changed back to the kind of holding the handsome boyfriend, and the girls were angry. Turn around in front of your boyfriend and show off your cold mode in front of outsiders. And Crazy Seven finally regained a trace of self-confidence. In front of her cold boyfriend, she shows off her tall IQ. It's like today's quiz in English. Crazy Seven won the first place without accident, and the girl who painted the moon night was biting the pen, with mosquito coils in her eyes, and tried her best, and finally got an 18 points. Mad Seven, who has been tutoring Moonnight Painting for a month, really wants to kick her to death......

"18 points, ah......" Crazy Seven held the rainy test paper painted on a moonlit night, and his tone was cold.

At this time, the moonlit night painting is sitting in front of the madness, and I look pitiful when I see it, and the pear blossom is tearful.

Crazy Seven took a deep breath again, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Painting, do you know what the concept of eighteen points in the English test is?" ”

Yueye pouted, tilted his little head and shook his head, without saying a word, he pulled out a blank answer sheet, on the cold carrier, and then elegantly lifted his foot, stepped on the front hard, stepped on it again, and then picked up the answer sheet and flipped it into the card reading machine.

"Tick-"

Machine display, 36 points.

Crazy Seven: "......"

Painted on a moonlit night: "......"