"Not yet?!" Ling Fengfeng's eyes widened, and he said with a stunned expression, "My sister, if you haven't played enough, I'll leave!" You've been playing for a few days, and I've bought you clothes, and I've invited you to dinner, do you think you're the heroine of an urban romantic drama, so a little bird is so cute?!" After a pause, he still said unrelentingly: "Originally, it's useless for you to stare at, your body is so poor that you still eat so much, I am really speechless to you!"

Mitt pursed his lips and said, "Scrooge, if you knew it earlier, you would have come a little later, so that you would be killed by Pol, you scrooge!"

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I'm not a rich family, you say it again, even if you are rich in the world, I can't support you, a glutton, and I guess I have to eat poor." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mitt got up quickly, sat beside Ling Feng in full view, put his slender jade fingers on Ling Feng's chest, kept gently caressing, and said coquettishly: "Xianggong, you are from the family, people haven't seen your appearance for a long time, I miss it very much, isn't it that today's war is getting more and more tight, it's just, it's just, if you really leave the two mothers in the family and go to realize the grand ambition, I'm not a woman who doesn't know the general situation, just this night, do you see if it's okay, just stay with me for a long time?"

Ling Feng, who got the nickname of Scrooge, is now jumping into the Yellow River and can't wash it away, and dares to love Lao Tzu Chen Shimei, who has become an abandoner, your grandmother's, what is this.

The people around the store began to discuss, of course, the hair color of these people is naturally different, these people are all crane-haired children, snow-white hair, at first glance, there is not much difference from the white impermanence who hooks the soul and asks for his life, when Ling Feng stepped into this store, he was always uneasy in his heart, after all, these people's hair color is all the same color, like snow, white, Ling Feng's heart suddenly thought of a person for no reason, Luo Ling'er, a white-haired woman, this should be Los Angeles, right?! There shouldn't be such a coincidence in the world, if it really happens, Ling Feng

Suddenly broke into two guys with different styles, other people's eyes were naturally staring at Ling Feng and Mit, today's Mitt didn't know what was crazy, Ling Feng, who was deep in the quagmire, patted Mitt lying in his arms, and said with a dry smile: "Good daughter-in-law, how did I leave you alone, but as a man who stands up to the sky, I don't know the rise and fall of the country, and the husband is responsible, right now, the Gamma Empire and the Karsos Empire are in full swing, and the war is in full swing, your husband and I!" As a ............ of the Karsos Empire"

Killing, this simple storefront is immediately full of murder, and the eyes around are suddenly like jackals, tigers and leopards, staring at the black-haired boy who is a little noisy, grass mud horse, most of them are speaking, hey, strange, how can I feel this thing of killing machine, shouldn't my setting be a wastewood male protagonist who is not enterprising and has nothing to do?!Ling Feng skimmed the people around him with the corner of his eye, and the guys who were originally eating all put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands, these eyes look really a little harmful.

Ling Feng, who was not in a hurry, was glared at by Mitt viciously again, Ling Feng made a look, and the exquisite-hearted Mitt pushed Ling Feng, and immediately, laughed and said: "Xianggong, are you drinking too much again, this is Los Angeles, our city lord is a strange woman, Los Angeles is an independent existence, neither belongs to the Gamma Empire, nor does it belong to the Karsos Empire, you must have drunk too much, my good husband, come, people will accompany you upstairs to rest for a while!"

Ling Feng was stunned and said, "I blame you for being a loser!"

After speaking, I only heard a "pop", and the crisp and loud voice spread from Mitter's buttocks to the entire store, "Come on, daughter-in-law, let's go to sleep, hurry up, your husband is a little tired!" Mitt, whose face suddenly turned red, snorted lightly, and the smile on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth became more and more proud, and then, Mitt helped the scarred Ling Feng to go up to the second floor, under the leadership of the little guy in the store, Mitt in order to help this miser save some money, and chose a room that could barely accommodate two people, small to small, but there is a saying that although the sparrow is small, it has all the organs, which is used to describe this room in a fitting place, a place to go out to sleep, and a bathroom for bathing, not bad?...

Haha, it's not my daughter-in-law, so it's thrifty at home, well, the king of the harem can consider accepting you, after all, his wife is a god, and it's a face-saving thing to say, men, you can't do it, but face must be wanted, face is like a woman's cosmetics, can a woman's beautiful cosmetics still live?

Ling Feng closed the door and lay on the bed, looking tired, Mitt stood quietly to the side and didn't speak, Ling Feng was really a little tired, fighting with Pol was no longer as simple as breaking his muscles and bones, using all the four times prescribed by that guy, he still couldn't kill Pol smoothly, he was already scarred, but the king of the Gamma Empire, I was just slashed by myself lightly, if it weren't for Mitt even if he felt the chaotic battle scene, Ling Feng really didn't know if he could go back alive, after all, he was not the protagonist at all, and there was no protagonist who had done anything so far, and he always felt that he was quite wasteful, but this is the reality, there is always a gap between reality and dreams, sometimes the difference is like Tang Seng in Journey to the West to learn scriptures, the difference is 108,000 miles, how can it be possible to catch up overnight, but think about it carefully, isn't it just 108,000 miles, Lao Tzu is a man with a handle, how can he easily admit defeat. Hey, it's so tiring to pretend to be realistic, or it's easier to read, I really don't know how the protagonists in the book can become more and more frustrated, and the more they fight, if they were themselves, they would have died more than a hundred times, and it seems that they can only make a harmless vase, or an obscure background?

At this moment, Ling Feng is like a dumb person who has eaten Coptis chinensis, he can't say anything about his suffering, he can only swallow his broken teeth into his stomach, what else can he do.

After a while, Ling Feng's shoes did not take off while lying on the bed, and he began to fall asleep, sleeping peacefully and quietly, and did not make a deafening cry. "Mitter, don't disturb me, I'm going to sleep, I'm sleeping?" (To be continued.) )