Mitt suddenly said, "Who is Tang Seng, is it your wife?!"

Ling Feng said helplessly: "Is this question important?"

"Of course it's important, it's very important, it's very important, if you're also one of the members of your harem, is she beautiful, is she good-looking, is her body as good-looking as me?'s skin is as white as mine?Are my lips as red as mine?If there's nothing, then you might as well treat me as your daughter-in-law!" Mitt said with an innocent face, in this regard, Ling Feng really couldn't cry or laugh, so he naturally hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled: " Don't worry if he's not as good-looking as you, hey, Mit, Mit, big sister, sister, wife, daughter-in-law, please, take me away, I can't beat these guys now, otherwise I won't run away. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info I know the owner of the shop just now............"

Mitt snapped his fingers quite handsomely, and then the surrounding scene was transposed, just like the fairy spell in the animation, Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Don't you know how to write the four words of Zhi'en Tubao?!" Mitt sneered angrily: "I don't know!"

Ling Feng sighed and said, "Where is this! Can't you just run away without taking me, I just want to go back to Vatican City and see my wife now, is this kind of request very harsh, isn't it too much? Not at all, just call me a little ghost, how much older are you!"

Mitt raised his index finger and said to Mai Mang: "You guess!" Ling Feng sneered: "I guess I guess your sister, why don't you say that you guess I guess you guess or not?" pouted and said, "It's just one year older than me, just one year old!" As soon as these words blurted out, Mitt laughed back, "Are you really stupid, or are you fake stupid?"

"What do you mean?!" Ling Feng was confused, isn't he just a year old, this guy is still playing tricks on him, he hates this kind of pretentious girl the most, cut, or my family's sound is more realistic, like is like, don't like is not like, Lao Tzu doesn't have the kind of leisure mood to play with you that kind of game that is still holding the pipa and half covering his face, fuck your mother's eggs.

Mitt squinted his eyes and said, "Your good and conscientious teacher has seen me, and your beautiful daughter-in-law has also seen me.

"That's why you women are the hardest to serve, and I'm going to say you're 100 years old, and you can't beat me to death. Ling Feng said angrily, "I see that you are a little more tender, so I guessed wrong." If you're too young, Mitter, it's not my fault. ”

Mitt smiled slightly: "Your cheekiness is not ordinary, guessing wrong, or guessing wrong, your mind obviously didn't expect it, and you deliberately found a step for yourself to go down, it's really shameless." "Hey, you're so smart, why are you still single!100 years old is 100 years old, you old woman!" Ling Feng sneered, and Mitt sneered, "I'm sorry, I'm not just 100 years old, I'm already 1000 years old." ”

The pedestrians on the road cast strange eyes, Ling Feng's pitch-black hair color has attracted a lot of attention, Mitter's words are not shocking and endless, Ling Feng quickly covered Mitt's cherry mouth, and came to an inaccessible alley, Ling Feng said: "Mit, do you want to scare people to death, you are still a thousand years old, you lied to the ghost." Aren't you a thousand years old, what woman's face can be as shiny as you, if you didn't run fast just now, the old woman on the street has no different eyes, and she can't kill you!"

Mitte's stomach made a hungry sound, the owner of the shop selling clothes was quite kind, and this time he didn't encounter a black shop, "Are you hungry?!" Ling Feng asked in a low voice, Mitt was silent, nodded slightly, Ling Feng said angrily: "If I'm hungry, I don't have any money, and this little money on my body is only enough for my expenses alone, or else?!"

"What's the matter, do you want me to call you husband, I call, I call, husband husband!" Mitt cheered, Ling Feng, who was originally going to do this, smiled: "Are you stupid, even if I really have such thoughts, you have already called now, why should I let you call again, haha, you stupid woman!"

"The old lady is not a woman, I am a serious yellow flower girl, you know a fart, you dead child!" Mitt stared at his autumn watery eyes and sneered, Ling Feng took out the only money from his pocket, put it into Mitt who was sulking, and said: "You go eat, eat a good meal, don't look at me with such pitiful eyes, it is extremely difficult for me to even walk now, and your appetite is so big, this little money is not enough for you to eat!"

Mitt's eyes were red, and he pouted: "Get out, the old lady doesn't want anything you give, I'll buy a bun, and the two of us will be half a person!" "Haha, I said that you are a stupid woman, no, it is a stupid girl, a woman and a girl, the difference between a word, a millimeter, a thousand miles, I understand this truth, Mitte, you don't mind a man?!" Mitt slapped his hands on Ling Feng's chest, and Ling Feng, who almost spurted out old blood, smiled bitterly: "Let's go, let's eat!"

The two of them came to a store decorated with Pu Shu and ordered a few meals from ordinary people, which is not the best, but at least they can fill their stomachs, two dishes and one soup, which is enough, before Ling Feng could say to start, Mitt had already gobbled up and began to eat, and the speed of eating was sandwiched into the dishes, which was called a horror, Ling Feng just wanted to put a piece of meat into his mouth, and Mitt quickly grabbed it with lightning speed, this guy is also a girl who has no meat and no joy.

After Mitt finished eating, he added three bowls in a row, Ling Feng only ate one bowl, and after eating, Ling Feng asked: "The three ......... you just said" Mitt glared viciously, Ling Feng changed his words: "Is it true?" Mitt nodded while eating, Ling Feng sighed in his heart, his face still had no waves, "Boss, another bowl, I'm starving!" Mitt said in a loud voice.

Ling Feng had the urge to find a piece of tofu to crash to death, which was a good thing, preferably a piece of old tofu.

After Mitt finished eating, he wiped his mouth without being a lady at all, and just wanted to apply it to his new clothes, Ling Feng glared, Mitt immediately looked at his nose and nose, and wiped his greasy hands with paper and said helplessly: "What a stingy ghost." ”

"Have you eaten enough?" Ling Feng asked.

"Hmm!" Mitt replied.

"Have you had enough?" Ling Feng asked again.

"I don't think so!" said Mitter, who rolled his eyes slightly, calmly. (To be continued.) )