Snow is not ink??? 】

I thought to myself, this little girl is really

I'm in a hurry.

Xue FeiMo: [darling, don't make trouble. 】

“……” Lotien.

Before he could reply, the old man sent another message.

Xue FeiMo: [I'll be back in a minute. 】

“……” Lotien.

No.

Who cares when he comes back?

What she cares about is how this guy suddenly changed his painting style, OK?

As soon as I see "MEDA" ❤’ These words.

She felt as if she had lived again.

Is

In a casual, she really reborn?

Luo Tiantian: [uncle, do you know what "MEDA" means? 】

I couldn't bear it, but I asked my own voice.

The other end was silent for a long time.

Such silence, but let Luotian sweetheart under slightly loose.

She replied, "it doesn't matter if you don't understand, I..."

I haven't finished typing. There are more messages in the interface.

Snow is not ink: ["Mo Mo Da" means "touch Da", which means you need my closeness and caress. 】

“!!!” Luo Tiantian was struck by thunder.

Really, what a shock!

Is it really good for this old man to misinterpret the loveliness of "MEDA"?

Xue FeiMo: [children, wait two years, uncle will satisfy you. If you really can't bear it, I can also find a way to get married in advance. 】

the other end was silent for a while, then asked

Xue FeiMo: [what do you think? 】

“……” Luotiantian is scorched and tender by thunder.

The brain is buzzing.

It's like knowing snow is not ink for the first time.

It took her almost two minutes to tremble her hands and type slowly.

Luo Tiantian: [actually I'm still young. 】

snow is not ink 】

at this time, do you know that you are still young?

Who are the people who often hint at him and can't wait?

After a long silence, Xue FeiMo began to type.

Xue FeiMo: [OK, it's up to you. 】

“……” Lottie's face turned black.

What's the point?

She couldn't wait.

Luo Tiantian: [uncle, I'll go to see the microblog first. 】

after thinking about it, he made another sentence

Luo Tiantian: [remember to have a good meal and take good care of your body ~]

on the other side, almost every second.

Xue FeiMo: [rest assured, I won't let you down. 】

“……”

Luo Tiantian pretends not to understand and exits wechat directly.

I just opened the microblog, but the information bar exploded again.

she make complaints about tall trees catch much wind: "sure enough, red is not many."

Click on the information bar to return immediately before the message gets stuck.

Satisfied to see the information bar is no longer marked red, she entered the microblog interface.

There are already millions of comments on her "show off your wealth" microblog.

"Won't you scold all three generations of my ancestors?" Lorraine whispered.

Although the mouth said so, but still can't help trembling point open.

[Tianbao, is this true? 】

[Tianbao, are you really abducted? And who is that @ Luoning? 】

[orphan Luo is sick to death, would you please stop hyping? 】

[NIMA, you don't have a work. Did moye contract it for you? 】

[a plastic surgery woman is a plastic surgery woman, and it can never change the nature of Jian. 】

【…… 】

LUO Tiantian clenched her teeth in anger, and forced down her impulse to meet netizens.

Then, forward the Luo family's microblog directly.

Lottie V: no touching porcelain. @Luobai @ Roche Group

luotiantian V: who are you? @Lomi

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