MTL - My Youth Began With Him-Chapter 4884 The year of life (73)

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The Bean Ding is very strange, and usually the whole person has a lot of ideas.

So I proposed to let the two people slap each other and die.

Several other people have to listen to laughter...

Although that Tao brother is also extremely reluctant, but helpless, especially afraid of what sticky sticky bomb in the hand of the little girl.

Scared, I also quickly reached out and fanned each other...

In this way, after a while, the faces of the two were swollen.

After the whole, they only got a little relief...

When I went back, the pudding was careless and my foot was scratched by broken glass.

Although she always said that nothing was fine, everyone was still worried.

Directly send the pudding to the Southern District, and then do a full-body examination, and the bean diced is also good for personal dressing.

After some tossing, the sky has completely cleared.

The seven people in the line did not even have to go home, but went to eat breakfast.

This time, it was bought by the Qin pot. In order not to take the old road before, it was less troublesome.

The Qin pot directly took everyone to a very high-grade Cantonese-style morning tea. It took a lot of money to spend five or six thousand for a breakfast.

When eating, the pudding was deliberately naughty, and took a gauze's foot to her sister and took a photo.

Send a circle of friends...

—— Going to eat late at night, I was injured, my heart was hurt.

These are not counted, she not only sent her own circle of friends, but also when the pudding went to the bathroom.

Let Qiao Yuanyuan use hacking techniques to crack the pudding phone password.

The same photo, also sent a friend's circle of pudding.

Also deliberately wrote - this palace is injured, three days off, people do not disturb, acquaintances do not find.

It doesn't matter if this is done, the whole circle of friends will be blown up.

First lined up, it is the elder reaction.

Qin Chu only made an expression, it was a heartbreak, and it was obvious that the daughter was so painful.

Huo Mian: Pudding, the weight of the injury is not heavy? I will come back to my mother for a while.

Lu Yan: Pudding, you are actually injured, waiting for the niece to avenge you and kill the garbage.

Zhu Lingling: God, my heart, how are you injured?

Gao Ran: Is the pudding serious? Going to the hospital?

Zhixin: Pudding is going on, what is it?

Bella: Pudding, are you at home?

Jiang Xiaowei: What is the situation of pudding? How was the baby hurt?

With so many replies, the pudding is a little embarrassing.

After seeing the friend circle, she lowered her face.

"Who is the circle of friends?"

Douding suddenly bowed his head, not snoring, pretending to die.

The pudding continued to be black-faced. "The IQ of Douding can't solve my mobile phone. Who are you helping her?"

The pudding is so clever, naturally know that this stupid sister is definitely not that powerful.

There must be a big **** shot, I don’t know if it’s Bo Yuan, pot pot, or Joe’s sister.

Qiao Yuanyuan was so scared that he swallowed his mouth and pointed to the bean diced. "Big sister, I didn't mean it. The second sister let me untie it."

"Hey, Joe Yuanyuan, why don't you talk loyalty, sell me in minutes." Doudou gas.

"I am afraid that my older sister is angry with me..."

"Sister, I am also for you, these days just busy adult ceremony, do you have a holiday?" Douding hippie smiley spoiled.

"Qin Hao, you dare to touch my mobile phone and directly lick your dog's paw."

The pudding picks up the phone and directly deletes the circle of friends just now, and I don’t forget to send it again.

- Just now, my sister was joking with my mobile phone. Don't take it seriously.

Weijia private villa

Wei Liao went to work early, and went to the airport to pick up customers in the early morning.

Wei Yunchu and Jiang Xiaowei were at home, the maid made a fine Chinese breakfast, and the mother and son were drinking porridge.

Jiang Xiaowei took the phone to his son and took a look.

"The pudding seemed to be hurt last night."

Wei Yunchu clearly held the hand of milk and paused.