Chapter Eighty-Five: The Stone Buddha
There are a variety of clothes and pants in the men's clothing store, and Hong Qiling is dazzled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
From the inside out, from suits to athleisure, there is a style for everything.
"Seventy, come on!"
"Here comes Sister Phoenix..."
⦠The tight-fitting pants were originally intended to be selected by Hong Qiling for Wu Mo, but they were pulled aside by Hong Qiling.
"Sister, give someone a chance."
Hong Qi0 said indifferently, which made Phoenix feel very funny.
"Are you sure Lei Lei will help him with... Chose too? ā
"She will." Hong Qiling is very sure.
"Why?" Phoenix was curious.
"You forgot, her brother's name is Lei Zhuo... Look, I said it, you see, I went there first... Sister Lei and Brother Mo are really a match made in heaven..."
Phoenix hurriedly turned her head and found that Lei Lei had indeed gone to the area where she was ashamed very naturally.
If you want to behave normally, chewing on Hong Qiling's interpretation of the name Lei Yan, Phoenix couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Why don't you choose two for my brother? What if he dreams of you in prison? ā
What to do if you dream about it ... Nowadays, precocious elementary school students know what this means!
Of course, the phoenix also understood, blushing and glaring at Hong Qizero, limping as best to keep up with Lei Lei's rhythm.
⦠The Hummer stopped at the gate of a small, if not somewhat dilapidated, courtyard.
Wu Mo, who was dressed in a basketball element sportswear, refused everyone's kindness, got out of the car alone, and walked to the dimly lit home alone.
"Sister Lei Lei, why don't you choose a suit or something for Brother Mo? He looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, and I suspect that my aunt would think she was a hell of a man when she saw such a son in the middle of the night. ā
Li Gang picked his nose again, now he loves this, and he didn't forget to take the time to tinker twice when he told the story to the little girls just now.
Hong Qiling also has his own questions, "Yes, and why don't you choose No. 23, you have to choose No. 21?" ā
Lei Lei looked at Wu Mo's back with a smile and explained: "He's not you, it's more appropriate for you or the captain to choose the 23rd... He plays esports a lot like the invincible interior scorer on the basketball court, but he's such a goofy guy... Don't you think he's a bit like an NBA legend power forward more than 300 years ago? ā
Phoenix didn't understand basketball and asked, "Is that guy number 21?" ā
"Stone Buddha Duncan!?" As soon as Li Gang was excited, he almost picked out his nose and bleed.
As soon as Lei Lei said this, Li Gang was shocked to realize that Wu Mo's image was indeed too compatible with Tim Duncan.
Unreasonable breakthroughs, such as the silence of a stone like a Buddha, and very thin-skinned in private... Didn't you just hand you a pair of underwear, you didn't dare to look at Sister Lei Lei and ran away at a glance and went home to find Ma Ma, such a thief with a thief heart and no thief guts, I am really in a hurry to die Brother Gang!
Lei Lei didn't take the things Li Gang thought about to heart at all.
chuckled and echoed, "You're almost shaving your hair like Tim, right?" ā
"What a good idea... I think Brother Mo is more stupid than the Stone Buddha! She understood him so well, Hong Qiling was happy for Mo Wuxian in her heart, and took the opportunity to hack Wu Mo.
Hong Qiling grew up in sin, so he always longed to see more good.
Therefore, he could think of sending a set of high-end desserts to Li Gang's senior sister, and he wanted to kill the phoenix for Liu Xiaobao not to be harmed, and he would even have the urge to kill the phoenix, and he would also pull the phoenix aside and let Lei Lei go to give Wu Mo all the underwear.
Hong Qiling, who longs for beauty, made an exception this time, he thought to himself, with another Duncan hairstyle, Wu Mo must be very intoxicating...
When Hong Qiling was soaked in a sense of achievement, Li Gang took over the conversation, "How simple it is, find a big porcelain bowl and button it, Xiao Yue'er can get such a simple hairstyle." ā
The crowd laughed and laughed...
There was no laughing in the small courtyard.
Wu Mo's mother, after seeing Wu Mo, listened silently to him without saying a word for about five minutes, and was so happy that she finally couldn't suppress her low crying.
In fact, there is no need for Wu Mo to say anything, his changes, whether external or internal, Mother Wu can see and feel it.
She would be silent for so long because she couldn't believe it.
One dream for ten years, one dream for ten years, when she was about to no longer be able to support her son's dream of a hundred cities, the mad team appeared...
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After serving her mother to eat some easily digestible food, she washed the old man's feet with hot water, and saw that she lay down and slept well, Wu Mo turned off the light and prepared to leave.
Wu Mo didn't say much to his mother, and he didn't even tell her that someone was waiting for him at the door.
He didn't even dare to mention Lei Lei too much... What Wu Mo was afraid of was that his mother, who had been clamoring to hug her eldest grandson for a long time, heard that she was tired of the cat, and rushed out directly to arrest people and let them in.
And if someone else doesn't mean it, it's embarrassing...
What Wu Mo told his mother was that he would be away from home for a while, and he would leave soon.
Mother Wu didn't ask much, she knew that her son was fine, so that's it.
In the dark, Wu Mo, who was leaving, heard his mother's dream-like words: Mo cub, get back all the things lost by the Wu family to Eji...
Wu's mother didn't say it explicitly, but her son knew that those things were called dignity.
Wu Mo didn't answer, he clenched the mad mouse, and walked as tall as a stone Buddha under the rising sun...
⦠If Wu Mo is a stone Buddha, his unsightly mad mouse is his sword in the stone.
In the days to come, he will use his sword of the king to slay all the demons that dare to blaspheme him.
Liu Xiaobao is a bit like a stone Buddha now, but he doesn't have a sword in his hand, he only has ...
The best sword requires the best swordsman to take it, if Liu Xiaobao is asked to evaluate himself, he will definitely not admit that he is a swordsman, he will only identify himself as a.
There is a big difference between a swordsman and a, but in Liu Xiaobao's view, it is nothing more than whether he will bite or not.
After being kicked, he began to imagine how he would have to roll around in order to get a perfect revenge.
Electronic smart handcuffs, this type is of course very advanced on Earth, but I can grow up in the central star, how ...
Liu Xiaobao originally thought that the time left for himself to think and prepare would be very short, but he slept well with a hood, and the flowers fell and bloomed in his dreams, and no one came to catch the bad water in his stomach.
So, Liu Xiaobao was really spoiled by the water in his stomach.
God, earth, I want to shhhh
Everything has to start from the beginning.
From the moment he was caught, Liu Xiaobao, who had no one to help him take off his hood, knew that he couldn't be impatient.
So when he was told that he had been taken into a cell and that he had a bed to sleep in, he sat down on the bed and chose the most comfortable position to lie down.
Handcuffed hands can also move their fingers freely, and the texture of the fingers touching the futon allows Liu Xiaobao to know without looking at it, which is the super-best bed sheet produced by the top luxury brand in the universe.