A madman cannot understand another madman, so no one can be blamed even if there are countless kinds of disputes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In their eyes, what the world needs is not infinite tolerance and endless tolerance, but subservience to oneself and swearing allegiance.

The feeling of not allowing armed insurrection and refusing to overturn Xuanhuang was surging in an instant, but when faced with the face of Qi Jue, which suddenly enlarged in front of him and froze into a white patch, Gray only felt that the void like an abyss was occupying every corner of his body little by little.

At this time, there is no way to find logic to make a statement, because all the comprehension skills are cemented together, and sticky into a physical and psychological dullness.

"I don't remember you being so fond of pink......" seemed to Gray, who thinks he was in a good head, to keep on the topic to show that he was also interested in it was the best way to communicate at the moment.

Although he didn't have many memories, at least he hoped that the forest would continue to survive in its entirety...... Take Gray? The name of Alexander.

"Love can't be said in words." Qi Jue still had a serious face pressing with the sharp light scattered by his eyes, and anyone seemed to be actually intimidating, "Besides, why should I talk to you about this." ”

"Uh......"

Gray felt that his whole body was sinking, and he was powerless to stop it, obviously he was willing to cooperate with this man's hobby, but he was not treated, directly ignored, and was also disliked......

"I'm just a little curious, Christine, that woman - how could it be that she hasn't shown up yet......"

"What do you want her to do here?"

"You're disturbing her 'aesthetic'!" As he said this, Gray closed his eyes, because he really couldn't believe or dare to look directly at himself who was suddenly so kind today--he would actually care about Qijue?!

Gray didn't want to explain that he was here to spat out with him because he had witnessed the consequences of disturbing Christine's OCD episodes too many times before, although each time he had the privilege of being part of the center was Eric's guy who had no physical strength and was still rushing to his death—a beautiful greeting to the limits of life—that was hotter than a marching ant colony through a sandy desert.

"No, it's me, she's glad to do it."

I don't know why, in the face of this bright and simple smile, Gray only feels angry.

All right! He had to take a different approach, or he was really afraid that he would take the lead in the fight at this delicate moment when he was approaching the trip.

"So, where is Christine now?"

Although it was not intentional, perhaps the woman's words would have been heard.

"Lost! In this wood......"

Seeing through the implication of the outsider's gesture that the man "has nothing to do with him" at a glance - the initiator does not need to investigate it is definitely this man - Gray inappropriately thinks of the guy who admires Christine in another way that cannot be told in words, and the treatment of the two is really favoritism, and he instantly feels that the complicated taste is blurred

Who knows, it's none of my business!

A madman cannot understand another madman, so no one can be blamed even if there are countless kinds of disputes.

In their eyes, what the world needs is not infinite tolerance and endless tolerance, but subservience to oneself and swearing allegiance.

The feeling of not allowing armed insurrection and refusing to overturn Xuanhuang was surging in an instant, but when faced with the face of Qi Jue, which suddenly enlarged in front of him and froze into a white patch, Gray only felt that the void like an abyss was occupying every corner of his body little by little.

At this time, there is no way to find logic to make a statement, because all the comprehension skills are cemented together, and sticky into a physical and psychological dullness.

"I don't remember you being so fond of pink......" seemed to Gray, who thinks he was in a good head, to keep on the topic to show that he was also interested in it was the best way to communicate at the moment.

Although he didn't have many memories, at least he hoped that the forest would continue to survive in its entirety...... Take Gray? The name of Alexander.

"Love can't be said in words." Qi Jue still had a serious face pressing with the sharp light scattered by his eyes, and anyone seemed to be actually intimidating, "Besides, why should I talk to you about this." ”

"Uh......"

Gray felt that his whole body was sinking, and he was powerless to stop it, obviously he was willing to cooperate with this man's hobby, but he was not treated, directly ignored, and was also disliked......

"I'm just a little curious, Christine, that woman - how could it be that she hasn't shown up yet......"

"What do you want her to do here?"

"You're disturbing her 'aesthetic'!" As he said this, Gray closed his eyes, because he really couldn't believe or dare to look directly at himself who was suddenly so kind today--he would actually care about Qijue?!

Gray didn't want to explain that he was here to spat out with him because he had witnessed the consequences of disturbing Christine's OCD episodes too many times before, although each time he had the privilege of being part of the center was Eric's guy who had no physical strength and was still rushing to his death—a beautiful greeting to the limits of life—that was hotter than a marching ant colony through a sandy desert.

"No, it's me, she's glad to do it."

I don't know why, in the face of this bright and simple smile, Gray only feels angry.

All right! He had to take a different approach, or he was really afraid that he would take the lead in the fight at this delicate moment when he was approaching the trip.

"So, where is Christine now?"

Although it was not intentional, perhaps the woman's words would have been heard.

"Lost! In this wood......"

Seeing through the implication of the outsider's gesture that the man "has nothing to do with him" at a glance - the initiator does not need to investigate it is definitely this man - Gray inappropriately thinks of the guy who admires Christine in another way that cannot be told in words, and the treatment of the two is really favoritism, and he instantly feels that the complicated taste is blurred

A madman cannot understand another madman, so no one can be blamed even if there are countless kinds of disputes.

In their eyes, what the world needs is not infinite tolerance and endless tolerance, but subservience to oneself and swearing allegiance.

The feeling of not allowing armed insurrection and refusing to overturn Xuanhuang was surging in an instant, but when faced with the face of Qi Jue, which suddenly enlarged in front of him and froze into a white patch, Gray only felt that the void like an abyss was occupying every corner of his body little by little. (To be continued.) )