MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 1379 Little brother is doing tricks every day.

Chapter 1379, Xiao Erge, die every day.

If she is in a whim, what is the knife for the night court?

The evening court smiled softly. "Big brother, I didn't expect you to care about me so much."

"I don't care about you." The night mausole said indifferently, "You are dead, I have to resist too much responsibility, I don't want to become a laborer."

"Yes, my brother is relieved, I must live well." He paused. "So, can I bring back to New York at night?"

"You want to take her, is she willing?"

"You can't be her!" said the night court. "As long as I find Emma, ​​I must let her go."

The night court whispered the topic wisely. "Big brother, Yang Ping is dead, black rose, you must be able to deal with it well, but I can see how your body has not been good, is it that the last plague was not raised?"

Yuling said, "My immune system is all broken."

Night court, "Big brother!"

This is not a joke.

"You don't make a joke."

"When did I make a joke?"

The night court is sinking in the heart. His brother is telling the truth, the immune system is broken. What does this mean? Does his older brother understand? This is for human life. "Then you still run so far to do something, let the clock burn, and the clock is really incompetent, and it didn't stop you."

This is all secret defense, this little thing can't be done well.

"It doesn't matter with the clock." The night faint said, "I have a skeptical attitude towards Yang Ping's death. This time I came here just in case, who knows that it is really gold shelling, Yang Ping is not dead, I am not blind, Let me wait for news at home, it is better to take the initiative."

"Do you know what?"

"She doesn't know." The night masonry leaned back slightly. He didn't have the heart to look at Shen Qianshu. He just looked at her vivid face and smiled eyes. He couldn't bear to say it.

"Is there a cure for black roses?"

"There is no news yet, but there is no way for heaven." The night whispered softly, "Everyone said, I am short-lived, I can't live in adulthood. I have lived through adulthood and said that I am not 30 years old. I don't believe it, I am so bad!"

The night court does not believe that such a bad thing will fall on his big brother, Yang Ping is dead, no one can threaten his life, how can he die of illness.

"Big brother, I will find a way."

"Save it," said Yuling. "You still think about how you can't be killed at night."

The night court silently looked at the night mausoleum as if it had a back of a fire wall, and my heart was dark, why in the eyes of everyone, I will be killed by the night? Is it so easy for me to be killed?

There was a pain in the heart, and the night was holding the heart.

Ok, is this knife an accident?

Accident.

Has anyone heard him explain it?

The phone was charged, and finally turned on. The night court took the phone, and the small apple was calling him like a reminder. The night court smiled slightly. This pistachio is an acute child.

Little brother: Little apple, how old are you, how old are you, have a wife?

Little Apple: Little brother, you are finally back. My enemies are a few years older than me. They are... ugly, with a beard and a shaved beard. It’s dead and white, like a wife.

Xiao Erge: Do you look good?

Little Apple: Of course I look good.

Xiao Erge: Then use your beauty to avenge, seduce him, pretend to fall in love with him, let him fall in love with you, and you smash him again, this is the best revenge, perfect!

(End of this chapter)