(PS: I'll go!) When I saw this chapter number, why did I remember that Wei Xiaobao's "Forty-two Chapters Sutra" came to Nirvana? Obedient throat dripping, pancake roll green onions! Hah)

When Hua Yunqi heard this, the flower branches that laughed more and more trembled, and they couldn't stop leaning forward and back:

"Just you, steaming for a few hours? Hahaha-"

She laughed without scruples, the white gauze skirt like a ballet dancer fluttered lightly, her tight upper body was almost unable to jump out, and the blue clothes could no longer control her pace towards the nymphomaniac, all kinds of unlimited fantasies in a night, coupled with direct visual stimulation face-to-face, the male hormones that had accumulated for 19 years rushed straight to the top of the skull, and suddenly exploded:

The two nosebleeds were forced to announce to everyone in an extremely tragic manner, I am a special beast!

Hua Yunqi's laughter stopped abruptly, and she looked at the nosebleeds that seemed to be surging from two fountains with a little fright, and she was stunned for a long time, and then she shouted:

"Oops! Brother Makino, come on, you're going to die! ”

Makino was busy unloading the big bag of the blue-clothed classmate from the car with Song Yuming, and when he heard the shout, he hurriedly came over to check, and couldn't help but raise his leg angrily and funnily and kick the blue-clothed ass:

"Can you be a little bit good?"

Lan Yi pinched his nose as he took the tissue he handed over and whimpered:

"I didn't get a nose injury from yesterday, and the air in the countryside is too dry...

Makino smiled and went to work. Hua Yunqi also greeted the past, and everyone walked into the door with their bags.

Lan Yi stood alone at the gate, facing the wind and regretting:

Grass! I really should have bled at home! This special time and again, the shame was thrown to grandma's house, it's over, this impression, alas.

After a while, I regained my spirits and walked in as if nothing had happened.

From the outside, the Huajia building only feels delicate and exquisite, and it is not as big as half a football field that is empty inside.

In the living room, the sofa does not lean against the wall, but stands in a group of two, with a small table in the middle, fragrant flowers on the table, and a candle with a pattern in a small white porcelain bowl.

Blue Yi understands: everything opens the way for romance.

Walking through the spacious and warm living room, there is a huge dining room, just like my own home, a long table covered with a white dining cloth, about 40 seats, when no one is around, it is full of flowers and fruits.

Several chefs in white hats in the kitchen were whispering something, and when they saw him walk in, they nodded in friendliness, and one of them gave him a thumbs up: Keep going, they are all inside.

Lan Yi felt familiar, and walked over, only then did she remember that this chef was Sister Cuishan's boyfriend, Mike!

Is he going to show his hand tonight?

Before he could think about it, the burst of laughter gave him the most "cordial" hug!

"Hahaha!! Another one! ”

"Hey! Blue clothes, this outfit didn't be beaten when he went out, right? ”

"Hey, buddy, let's not bring such a show-off and Bo girls' eyeballs! Leave a girl's eyes for us! ”