The justice on the faces of the two is awe-inspiring and the same green tendons, just looking at the face of the truth, I really can't tell which is right and which is wrong.

It was like this for most of the day, and in the end, Haixin was defeated first. When she met such a stubborn bastard, she could be regarded as eight lifetimes of bad luck.

dragged his head and shook it twice weakly, feeling that it was useless to say more, and he turned his head and wanted to break up with him.

But when he looked down, he found that the color of Kang Lele's pants today was really novel and unique.

But I saw that the washed white jeans were centered on the indescribable part, and a thin yellow circle with a radius of about 20 centimeters was drawn.

I was really curious, so I blurted out, "Your pants are (ΦωΦ)," but before Haixin finished speaking, Kang Lele's blow bomb broke the first little white face of the Three Realms, and it had become a plate of fried pork liver ⁄ (⁄⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄⁄)⁄ with too much fire.

If Haixin's face can't hide things, it has reached the point where there is no city at all, but compared to this Kang Lele, it is simply a good calculation.

Looking at Kang Lele's dense face of not confessing, and the familiar cap next to his heels, Haixin now completely understood what he 'means' (-.

－；)。 Suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are the unlucky guy who wet the crotch of your pants N times that afternoon!

'I was arrested, and this face is three points more lively than the Sichuan opera face. But after all, the evidence is ironclad, so there is no need to be tortured and served.

Although he was reluctant, he still knew the times as a handsome man, and he recruited them all. It turned out that in order to be afraid that Haixin would suffer, he went to the café in disguise in the afternoon.

Although Bin Xuemin slapped the table and slapped his thighs during the period, so that he almost rushed out several times to meet her, and the red knife went in and the white knife came out, he never thought that this Bin Xuemin thundered and rained a little, and his world-beating martial arts were useless (all splashed on the crotch of his pants (¬_¬ shattered)).

Simply Haixin finally had no danger to get through this catastrophe, although he was unwilling, but he still asked for mercy between words.

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