Everyone has their own secrets.

In the same way, everyone has their own Mimi.

Mimi is in pain, as long as she relaxes, it's weird!!

The tip of Guowang's chest is facing analgesia, and Qing Yanning and Xiao Pepper are studying the tip of Zhang Xiaoyu's chest.

“…… What a tip of the mimi. ”

Qing Yanning's apricot eyes narrowed, and a startling light appeared. The cousin pinched the tip of his cousin Zhang Xiaoyu's left chest, studying it carefully, trying to find its mystery.

"The sharp buds on Xiaoyu's chest still have such a function. I didn't know that before! ”

Xiao Pepper unilaterally announced that she was Zhang Xiaoyu's girlfriend, but Shangguan Xue did not admit it. Shangguan Xue will hack the girls who are close to Zhang Xiaoyu.

Little Pepper in the School of Our Lady is also studying the tip of Zhang Xiaoyu's chest. Since Qing Yanning occupied the tip of the chest on the left, her little pepper had no choice but to twist the tip of the chest on the right side of the king of fruits.

The two girls were so focused that they forgot that there were many bald ballet men around. Flow. The rabbit is also there, Niuniu hasn't left, and the chrysanthemum classmates are also there.

"Friends, they're studying your master's Mimi tip."

Niuniu said to Mi Li. She took Mi Li's hand and pointed at Zhang Xiaoyu, as well as the girls who twisted Xiaoyu's left and right chests. Look, friends, they're excited. The girl really likes to study men. Why?

Mi Li smiled and said nothing.

She abruptly got out of the way.

A girl wearing a red knitted hat walked out. The younger sister is Zhang Xiaoyu's real sister Zhang Xiaohong. Sister Xiaohong couldn't rest assured that her Ernie sauce was quietly followed. Zhang Xiaohong didn't see Shangguan Xue's twin sister Shangguan Yi, but she saw Qing Yanning and Xiao Chili concentrating on studying her Ernie sauce's milk head.

"Ah, it's time to go under the knife."

Sister Xiaohong took out two kitchen knives.

"I want to kill my relatives in righteousness."

Little Red Sister preached.

"Oooo It's Sister Xiaohong! ”

A bald man shouted loudly, Zhang Xiaohong is their common sister, these ballet men like Zhang Xiaohong very much, not only because she is Zhang Xiaoyu's sister, Xiaohong's sister is very good at cooking. She will make some desserts and newly developed dishes for ballet men to taste, so Zhang Xiaohong has won the support of ballet men.

"Sister Xiaohong took out a kitchen knife! I like to play with the knife little red sister, it's cool! ”

The deputy leader of the bald man ballet clapped his hands.

The aura is too powerful, just holding a kitchen knife gives people a strong oppressive force, it's really Xiaoyu's sister!

“…… My sister. You're here. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu greeted Zhang Xiaohong.

"My dear brother, what are you doing?"

Sister Xiaohong followed suit, the sword light shimmered, and her steps revealed a boundless killing atmosphere.

Xiao Pepper let go first, and heard of Zhang Xiaoyu's sister. Zhang Xiaohong is also a difficult girl. Unsettled, highly controlling brothers, and brutal means.

"Why does Zhang Xiaohong get along with Shangguan Xue so happily? What's the trick? ”

Pepper doesn't know the relationship.

Qing Yanning's reaction was a little slower, but she also stopped moving her cousin's nipples.

The four words of cousin's righteous annihilation of relatives beat on Qing Yanning's heart, oops, Xiaohong is going to destroy me. Qing Yanning had to be cautious. She has a deep understanding of her cousin's kitchen knife skills, and she can also get a glimpse of her skillful knife skills in making kitchen knives.

"When will my sister be as handsome as Zhang Xiaohong for me......"

Dian Jushou thought lonely. Qiu Juhua also has a younger sister, Qiu Qiu. It's just that this little Lori doesn't seem to love her Oba very much.

A few people are happy, a few are worried, a few families have sisters, and a few families have Zhengtai.

"Come on, Little Red Sister. Let me see your kitchen knife. ”

Qing Yanning bent over, slipped her slippers, and took off the stockings on her right leg. Put on your shoes again. The cousin ripped open the stockings with both hands, the white stockings were stiff and straight, and Qing Yanning injected spiritual power into the stockings to maintain the hardness and toughness of the stockings.

Brush. Qing Yanning split the hard stockings, and the white light suddenly rose. He pulled out a flash of white light.

Sister Xiaohong hurried and slowed down, her eyes silent.

Queer –

In the sudden rain of stacked knife light. Sister Xiaohong traversed the spiritual power in the double knife, and the sound was loud. With the rain falling smoke, the sword light rises, and the smoke is boundless.

"Ruthless!"

Qing Yanning's figure burst out, and her right hand picked up the hardened stockings in her hand, the wind whistled, the stockings shook, the servants shook, and the servants opened and closed left and right, dissolving the dense knife light.

When! The kitchen knife in Sister Xiaohong's hand slashed at the hard stocking, and the kitchen knife trembled, suddenly bursting out of a triangular gap.

Qing Yanning washed the stockings with spiritual power slurry, strengthened the knife body, and used the socks as a knife, which crisply broke the kitchen knife of Xiaohong's sister.

"Yan Hui Chop!"

Sister Xiaohong's arms stretched, clenched the kitchen knife, and the knife was one, like a flying swallow, and she swirled back and slashed.

The blade of the scraping kitchen knife burst out with blazing waves of light, and the waves surged, bursting one after another, and suddenly attacked Qing Yanning, who was standing with socks.

Qing Yanning grabbed the ends of the stockings with both hands and pushed forward with a bang. Hula, the sword soared into the sky, stirring the square circle, and the sometimes soft and sometimes hard shattered arc light shot colorfully, turning towards the wave of light that exploded.

The bald ballet men and others who watched the battle were also involved, and the ballet clothes of seven or eight bald men were torn and scratched, which can be called ragged.

The white ballet suit is thrown up and down, and the white belt is flying.

"Sister Xiaohong is still so hot! Two kitchen knives in hand, sister to cut sister, sister to split sister. ”

“…… It seems that the girl who made the stockings is superior, didn't you notice that the blade of the kitchen knife in Xiaohong's hand burst out one by one? ”

There are also sharp-eyed people who catch subtle changes.

Sister Xiaohong and Qingyan fought fiercely, and the more they fought, the more intense they became. The stockings that my cousin had poured with spiritual power were no longer as hard as ever, and there were gaps in some places.

Looking at the two kitchen knives in Sister Xiaohong's hands, the blades of the kitchen knives in her left hand collapsed, almost turning into scrap iron. The kitchen knife in his right hand is no better, the blade is pitted, and it is difficult to hold on to dozens of rounds of impact slashing.

Sister Xiaohong has no other thoughts, she doesn't want to use her mother's Qingyanhong sealed in front of Zhang Xiaoyu in front of her! Ah, the emperor and Huan Luo Randu are strange! Killed, "Sister Yang Ye Yi Yu Ship Lied Ding."

Discard the knife.

Discarding knives should also be used to the fullest.

While! The two knives merged, and the sparks burst out. Xiaohong's sister put her ten fingers on the body of the double knife, and her spiritual power rotated, rushing out of the ten fingers and injecting them into the double knife. The glow was blazing, scorching and shining, and the two residual knives were fused into one, and the handle of the solid wood inlay had long since dissipated.

His arms were raised high, and his ten fingers were still clasped on the body of the remnant knife that had been fused into one. "Sister Ning Ning, do you dare to take it?" With a shout, the sharp edge has been opened, the wind and thunder are rushing, and the remnant knife bursts out with a wave of light like a flood of rage, directly taking Qing Yanning.

Sister Xiaohong slashed with all her might, but Qing Yanning was reluctant to support her.

The stockings, which were hard over the golden stone, soared into the air and hung above his cousin. The cousin rested, hugged his hands weakly, and picked up the thick spiritual power like white pulp upward, and poured it all into the surface of the shaking stockings. The stockings skyrocketed in an instant, opened three feet naked, and slashed down!

Disheveled!!

The sound of gold and stone colliding burst out. The piercing and sharp hiss tormented everyone's ears, and the gentlemen of the bald ballet dance troupe covered their ears with their hands, and even worse, their mouths and noses overflowed with fine bloodshots, their chests were clogged, and their ears were like thunder and quenching.

When the world was silent, Sister Xiaohong had no kitchen knife in her hand, and Qing Yanning's stockings hanging above her head also turned into powder, dissipating under the fierce collision and slashing.

The heart was suffocated, the limbs were slightly stiff, and the little red sister stood in place, her body bent back slightly.

A hand came out offside and blocked in front of Zhang Xiaohong.

It was Zhang Xiaoyu's right hand.

Zhang Xiaoyu divided most of the energy light waves that Qing Yanning split, and it was he who catapulted with one finger and cracked Qing Yanning's stockings.

“…… You. ”

Qing Yanning deviated her neck slightly, and under her left ear, there was a blood mark, and fine blood beads appeared.

"You're better than I thought, son of Princess Qingyan."

Qing Yanning opened her mouth, and her voice was like a beep.

"Oh."

Zhang Xiaoyu responded. (To be continued)