Filia saw a solemn count, standing solemnly on the back of the naked man, carefully adjusting the ski poles embedded in the naked man's trousers, which were a meter long, and even the naked man's hairs could be seen fluttering in the groin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And according to observation, the ski pole faintly touched the prostate, and seemed to be able to make some suspicious adjustments to David's braking system.

"What a pervert!" Fillia was so defeated by shame that she couldn't stand it, her face was red and her ears were hot, and she shouted in disgust, "I'll never let you catch me!"

When Filia turned her head shyly, she saw another bend in front of her, and she had no time to turn, so she had to lay down and fly on a rock on her knees, and suddenly like a cannonball, her long hair flew into the air, and then she adjusted her balance in a frightened way, and fell back to the grass unscathed, and continued to hunched over—only to cross the line at once, and when she came back, she fell behind Frederick, and was out of sight to catch up with him.

"Damn!" Filia was furious.

But Filia's dashing and charming volley made Frederick fascinated, and he happily bowed his head to David, who was as dead as ashes: "Mr. David, let's fly too!"

David's brake system has been worn out to the point that there is not much left, and he is already so numb that he has nothing to love, and his mood has been depressed to the realm of the unity of heaven and man. But as soon as he heard this bold proposal, he immediately became confused, and in order to survive, he fiercely opposed: "How can I fly, I am meat, not cedar, I will definitely be scratched by stones, right?

"How do you know if you don't try!" said Frederick, impatiently.

"That's suicide! you don't have to try it!" David retorted in horror, knowing that if Frederick's whim was not dispelled, he would definitely have crashed to his death on the stone—and he had slipped until now, not being cut by a stone in the grass, and God had blessed him. How could he take the initiative to hit the rock?

Filia's posture is not something that can be learned if you want to!

"But if you don't push the limits, you're really unwilling......" Frederick said.

Ignoring the rushing grass waves and the threat of sharp stone chips, David tried his best to beat his spirit, sweating profusely and smiling, and sweetly persuaded Frederick: "Winning first place is the real limit! Isn't this the meaning of our fight until now! You see, everyone else is about to catch up, and no matter how greedy you play, you will be defeated!

David was so angry that he was so moved with tears in his eyes that he said: "I've worked hard until now! Do you want to give up halfway? If I don't get the first place, my worn brake pads, my vanishing chest hair, and the fetters we once fought together will become meaningless!"

Frederick's soul was touched. He gazed affectionately at David's sparsely haired bald head, was moved, and said solemnly and firmly: "For the sake of the crying brake pads, we must not lose! Come on, Mr. David!"

"Come on, Your Highness Frederick, go to the finish line without regrets!" shouted David, holding his head high.

"Rush!" Frederick finally dispelled the impulse to drive David to the sky, and stood firmly on his horse with a surging horse, swallowing the mountains and rivers with the ski poles on David's buttocks, his eyes blazing, the grass waves lined the mountains and seas, with an indomitable magnificence, he drifted across the second corner at full speed, and the first one crossed the finish line!

David was lying on the grass with his last breath, thinking about how to repair the brake pads after he got out of trouble, when he suddenly saw Frederick squatting beside him with a kind smile, and stroked his bald head with deep affection: "Thank you, Mr. David." You were the one who made me understand the meaning of limits. From now on, I will also remember your teachings and fight until the last 1 second of victory. ”

"If only you had come to your senses, Your Highness Frederick. David burst into tears. His jaw was already green.

"Then do you have anything to say to me," Frederick continued to touch David kindly, "how much did you finance the civilians? Who was the leader of the Praetorian Army who bribed, and did you steal the military explosives?"

"What are you talking about? I don't know. David vigilantly refused, thinking that Lao Tzu had survived even the cruel prostate brakes, he had been tempered to the point of being impregnable, fearless, and the torture in the world was not enough to move me, what else could you do with me.

"Don't you know......" Frederick repeated.

"Yes," David pride, "I don't know anything. ”

Suddenly, Filia came over angrily with her skis in her arms, her eyes widened, and she stamped her feet in front of Frederick in protest: "You are so cunning! Not only did you take the lead, but you also attacked me mentally! Otherwise, I would not have lost!"

"Phew, if you lose, you lose, don't admit it. Frederick was dismissive.

"I don't care!" Filia stomped her foot seriously and played with reason: "You put on David quickly, I want a rematch!"

"Rematch?" Frederick looked down at David on the ground, his gaze a little subtle.

"Rematch?!" David shuddered.

"I'm not convinced anyway! Filia turned her head and got angry: "Even if I start later, I'll get rid of you." After the first corner, you are to blame for being ahead of you! Blame you for harassing me, and I went out of bounds as soon as I was distracted. The more she spoke, the more unconvinced she became, closed her eyes and raised her hand and shouted: "Strongly demand a rematch!"

"But David is almost worn out," Frederick thought as he looked down as David's heart fluttered, dangling in the air by the hope of survival.

"But you have some point, and for the sake of respecting sportsmanship, a replay is not bad. Frederick said, touching his chin.

David was distraught, writhing and struggling, and shouted hoarsely: "Do you ignore humanitarianism for the sake of sportsmanship!"

Frederick naturally instructed David: "If you use old skis, you just need to pack them as garbage sorters, throw them away and burn them, and then buy new ones." By the way, David, are you combustible garbage or non-combustible garbage?"

Philia taunted Frederick in disgust: "Fool, do you have common sense? ”

David looked up in despair, stared at Filia's charming red lips, saw the thin and sexy cherry lips blooming, and said seriously: "Of course it's non-combustible garbage, if he burns so much grease in one go, the garbage incinerator will overload and explode." (To be continued.) )