Chapter 1711: Draft Ceremony 1
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"Got it right?" Xuan'er wrinkled her little nose.
Huo'er wagged his tail in confusion.
Stygian reached out and grabbed Huo'er's tail, lifted Huo'er upside down, and smiled evilly at Xuan'er, "You know what I'm talking about.
Don't fool me like someone else, if you dare to cut me first, don't blame your uncle for destroying flowers with my hot hands when the time comes.
Huo'er, I will go and match the son of the gold and silver dragon, Xuan'er, and Uncle Ben will find you a daughter-in-law who is in the sky and not in the ground. β
Stygian Night looked at Xuan'er and Huo'er with a smile on his face, not angry, but intimidating.
"Husband, husband." Huo'er was immediately frightened, and stretched out his paw towards Xuan'er and shouted.
It can do what Uncle Hades says.
Seeing this, Xuan'er hurriedly stepped forward and snatched Huo'er back into his arms and hugged him.
"Don't marry the son of the golden and silver dragon, don't marry it, only marry the husband, woo." Huo'er grabbed Xuan'er's collar and screamed.
"Don't marry, don't marry, daughter-in-law only marries husband, daughter-in-law is not afraid, not afraid." Xuan'er immediately hugged the frightened Huo'er tightly and comforted her repeatedly.
Seeing this, Wuhua and the others on the side all covered their lips and smiled.
Together, Xuan'er and Huo'er are not afraid of the sky, but not afraid of the earth.
The only one who can restrain them is the king of heaven.
It's really born with one thing.
Seeing this, the dark night was still full of smiles, and the cool chair was leisurely: "How is it?" β
Xuan'er hugged Huo'er, pursed her lips after half a ring, and said hesitantly: "Uncle Ming can be Xuan'er and Huo'er haven't been here, right?" β
Such a difficult problem and such a tragic result.
It's definitely a lot harder than going back and getting beaten up by their parents.
The smile on Stygian Night's face grew stronger when he heard this.
Reclining on the big chair, Stygian flicked his fingers and nodded slowly.
Xuan'er was immediately overjoyed, and Uncle Ming would actually agree.
"It's late." And Xuan'er's great joy was still choked in her throat, and the two words of the smile of the dark night fell, and the final word was final.
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