Chapter 685

Li Zhenghao's long, wheat colored left finger pinched a small meatball, and the chubby soft meat on his face was hard to open his mouth. His voice was still calm and powerful, "good boy!"

But Li Jiaming and others were stunned, a few seconds later, Li Jiaming "angry" Tengsheng staring at the small meatball, "this boy is not out of the white spirit, do not let other people pinch his small face?"

Voice just fall, see small meatball that is like a black grape the same smart eye son unexpectedly reveal a touch of dislike.

"Oh, I'll go!" As soon as Li Jiaming saw it, he seemed to run wild. He began to roll up his leather sleeve. "You are itchy, aren't you? At least I am your elder."

"Uncle Jiaming... You've played a lot of Meatballs This tender voice, but very serious voice, Li Jiaming's action immediately froze.

Then he pulled a face, turned to look at his round eyes, and looked at his small Wang Jieming, "you kids, when can you give uncle some face?"

Why is it always like this!

These people who pay interest here can't help laughing. They even wipe the tears from the corner of their eyes.

Meng Xin is not polite to laugh.

Zhu Shuaiyi just came over and saw a group of people who were smiling and happy. With a confused face, he pulled the next interest payment, "what's the situation?"

Interest has not yet said, Meng Xin but pull Zhu Shuaiyi will just tell the scene again.

Suddenly, in the white spirit of the tent where the people gathered together into a group of laughter.

But the people around them looked at each other, and they had a little curiosity and awe for them. Seeing that they could laugh freely in the place surrounded by zombies, they really deserved to be the strongest existence in this team.

Yes, now everyone knows the level of small meatballs, and no one dares to despise their existence.

Just a lot of people's eyes flashed with complex at the same time with a strong sense of jealousy.

"Master!" The tall man in a black suit stood behind a man who looked very handsome and elegant in a casual suit with a gold wire frame. His look was also complicated. "It seems that the little master gets along well with them!"

"Yes, there are so many people in the camp, and there are also people who are familiar with Yier."

But he ran to their camp when he was still OK.

Zhu Yiming pushed his glasses, and a smile flashed in his eyes. "Although Yi'er is sometimes unreliable, don't forget that he has always been a little lucky star! It's rare to meet people he likes to be gregarious. It's good for him to have more contact. "

The man in the black suit didn't say any more, because, after the young master was born, it's undeniable that nothing happened to him. Even if he was kidnapped once, the kidnapper could be hit by a car.

It's clear that Zhu Shuaiyi's mother is the legal husband and wife who has got the marriage certificate with the master, but the rich girl has to stay in the Zhu family in the name of the master's wife. Heaven and earth can be learned, his master's hand has never pulled with her!

Anyway, the master's reputation is completely corrupted by her!

"By the way, have you ever found out the reason why the sick seedlings of the Lin family are malicious to them?" The boy has been following him here. He doesn't know what the hell he's up to? Think he can't come to Yanjing base to talk about work and want a share?