"Well, if you can make it, I'll see you here tomorrow. I'll take you in and watch the game. "

The two children jumped for a while and both cheered, "OK."

Don't worry, uncle. We will arrive on time tomorrow!

That box, staying up late is telling the story of what happened just now with the ink lotus tree.

"In less than ten minutes, the little master made a big and stupid friend. The two sides also made an appointment to go to the game together tomorrow..." I stayed up all night and said without a word.

He's really convinced the child.

Born with a wide range of communication, you can get along with people everywhere, even if you are paralyzed.

"My subordinates have checked the man. He is a scattered man in the holy land, and usually has no special friends or relatives. I've been alone for many years. "

Lord Joe nodded slightly. "Let him do it."

It means to let the baby go.

It's funny to stay up all night. I bowed my hand and walked out.

When the tree arrived, it squeezed its husband and gave him a piece of ebony blue amulet, "here, use it."

Mo Lian looks at him with a bitter face. "Tomorrow is just to play a game. Why use the transfiguration?"

The tree stretched out a small face and pinched him with two fingers, "in order not to cause trouble. Your face is too annoying. Make yourself ugly, and no one will watch you in the game. "

Mo Lian fished the waist of the daughter-in-law and asked with a smile, "Joe, you just don't want others to pay attention to being handsome."

Tree ha ha a smile, directly to his forehead clap in the past, "waste what words quickly deformation."

"Why am I the only one who uses this transfiguration?" asked Mo Lian with a bitter face

"Don't worry, everyone's share will never fail." Joe Joe also gave himself a drink, then took out dozens of transfiguration, and threw them into a small basket.

When they saw a short, fat, 16-17-year-old girl coming down the stairs, they were stunned for a moment, and then they immediately responded.

Naturally, no one can intrude into their bamboo buildings without permission.

So the little fat girl, no doubt, must be Qiao Qiao, the clever little girl in their family

Chen can't help but reach for her forehead, and subconsciously step back. She looks at the little basket the girl is carrying, and shakes her head hurriedly. "I don't want it. I don't need it."

The directionality of this kind of transfiguration sign is too unclear. What kind of ugliness would a ghost look like if he knew that a sign would be photographed?

And it's going to be ugly for ten and a half days. It's really embarrassing!

Joe sighed, grabbed the basket, raised his chin and sighed to the sky, "guess, I used violence to force you to use fu, or more violence to press you to use?"

Everyone:

Duan Yue takes Zhang Fu wrongly, "why do you have to be ugly to compete?"

"Low key life, no need to explain." The tree shook its head and put the little basket on the table.

Small eyes to the crowd, roared a voice, "open Fu!"

A moment later, the audience exclaimed.

"Oh, my God, I have become a strong man!"

"My God, my arm is deformed."

"Oh, take away the mirror, take away! Take it! I don't want to look in the mirror these days! "

The tree gave a silent look at all the people who were good at singing.

Actually, what's ugly? The face is a little ordinary.

It's not ugly to be an ordinary middle-aged man from a beautiful man like Tan Chen