"What's this?" Levi muttered as he shot the wall with three shots, and light seeped through the crack again.

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"I'm allergic to seafood," Feng Xinjun pushed open the door, looking tired, "I can only wear a 3M mask these days, and put it on my nose." ”

"I'm pregnant, I'm waiting for the death penalty." ZXL slammed the gun on the table.

"What."

"Please respond." Sun Xizhen next to him crossed Erlang's legs and smiled.

"Go for a pregnancy test," Feng Xinjun led the door. "I said, why are you two looking at me, the child is mine?"

"Big or small." Sun Xizhen put his hand in front of his face in the shape of a doctor.

"One less, I want you to pay with your life."

"Wow," ZXL was a little moved, "Well, it's about the second month now, what should I do if I still have to go to school..."

"Strong support!"

"Oh! My degree! ”

"Which Ph.D. do you want?" Feng Xinjun fell into the sofa next to him. "Grab the hammer and the cash box to find the mentor, go into the house and chop the coffee table, 'choose one'."

"How are you going to explain it to your mother?" ZXL was unfazed, "She's going to kill me." ”

"You," Feng Xinjun jumped and tried to squeeze out a strong voice, "Are you willing to wander the world with me?" ”

"It's amazing." ZXL and Sun Xizhen looked at each other.

"The Gulfstream G650 has been parked downstairs," Mr. Feng said, "and 35 plasterers and gardeners have been parachuted in to repair the tarmac." ”

"I'm afraid I'm not going to be beaten to death," ZXL said pitifully. "The whole family launched a cross-ocean hunt."

"Well," Feng Xinjun snuffed out three-quarters of his cigar, "My parents are on the plane and plan to measure your measurements personally." ”

"Convincing."

Chloé's chief designer was waiting for a phone call, and next to him stood six Valentino shareholders.

"Forget it, what kind of spicy chicken shows off your wealth and YY dog blood middle two plot," Sun Xizhen stood up with a gun, "Beep the dog." ”

"Professional." Feng Xinjun's charged version of Despacito is about to be exported.

"The truth is that I slept here all night, and last night's memory continued to go to the gym and Liang Jiajin went to a Chinese restaurant to eat some noodles and then went home." ZXL said, "Could it be that the landlord smelled the alcohol on me and threw me out?" ”

"Landlord?" Feng Xinjun wondered.

"Disguised identity, an international student." The latter was annoyed, "That's not the point. ”

“... So how did this happen? Feng Xinjun stuffed the hood back, "I'm not drunk, I haven't smoked, I'm just having a meal." ”

"You ask me," ZXL grabbed her hair, "this kind of sleep can freeze into a wonder lady on the outside." ”

"10g of rose leaves, 5.5g of lotus powder, 1.1g of roselle and mint, break at 3:1." Feng Xinjun said.

"What?" The other party was puzzled.

"Good for menstrual nourishment..."

"Me." ZXL almost burst into tears.

"Tell me out loud, dare you move?" Feng Xinjun smug face.

"Go, you, Mom."