Chapter 1173： The former singer boyfriend is a cat (90)

Chapter 1173 singer ex-boyfriend is a cat (90)

It’s not perfect, it’s another kind of happiness that he never felt.

[Hey, the male owner is sixty-five. 】

Bai Weiwei had a headache and she was breathing heavily. It seemed to be a terrible nightmare.

It was crushed by a crane or rolled back and forth.

The dream of crushing was gone, and a dream of being **** was made.

There was no way to turn over, and every time I struggled, I was forced to stick to a stove.

She struggled to open her eyes and the strange ceiling.

Can't help but ask: "How do I cross again?"

The system can't stand it straight. "This is the home of the man."

Bai Weiwei has discovered that her raised arms are terrible hickeys.

Hickey...

Bai Weiwei was silent for a moment before he asked: "How much good feelings are."

System: "Sixty-five."

Bai Weiwei’s voice choked, “Selling it, it’s just so good.”

System: "It is not a long-term plan to sell meat. It is not the golden rule to increase the sensitivity quickly."

In fact, it has been very good to rise so much.

Bai Weiwei: "Why don't you buy stickers?"

System: "You were... four times last night."

Probably, after all, it is also guessed because it is blocked.

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Then she nodded her head. "Fortunately, you didn't buy it, or I have to kill you."

Four stickers, four hundred hit points.

A plane rewards 30 days of health.

That is to say, four hundred days is enough for her to die to live through more than a dozen planes.

Don't say that selling the body, the soul can actually be sold and sold.

system:"……"

There is no limit to the host's burst table, it is too understandable.

Step by step, watching the host from the first kiss are reluctant to be cute, and now the soul can pull out the old driver who is waiting for the price.

The system silently admire yourself, under the host's day and night pollution.

It doesn't have an old driver, it's still the pure and lovely system.

Bai Weiwei found clothes from the ground and found that the clothes were gone.

But there is a set of clothes on the bed.

Is this bought overnight?

Bai Weiwei took a look, she was too naive.

This is Ou Jinmo's own clothes.

White shirt, long black pants.

She wrapped her sheets and felt that the degree of omission of Ou Jinmo was beyond her estimate.

She couldn't help herself, she had to wear a white shirt and her sleeves were a little extra.

Don't say trousers, you can simply drag the floor.

Ou Jinmo has a good proportion of legs and is particularly long.

It’s just that the legs are fine.

Going out of the room and seeing the sound of zilazila in the open kitchen.

She is curious to see.

Seeing a slender back, standing in the kitchen, he bowed his head and ate the omelet.

Slender white fingers, holding a spatula, and turning the eggs over.

Putting the eggs on the plate seems to be aware of someone, and Ou Jinmo turned back.

He gave a slight glimpse and saw Bai Weiwei wearing his clothes.

The wide and wide shirt was tied in the trousers, the trousers were too long, and she rolled up to reveal the delicate ankles.

She clung to the head of the messy ball, and the broken hair was scattered under her ear. It was fresh and beautiful with a clear water.

She seems to be a bit confused.

I don't seem to know why I am.

Ou Jinmo was nervous, saw obvious marks on her neck, and could not help but squirm her throat.

This kind of Bai Weiwei is so delicate that people want to throw her down.

Ou Jinmo endured the animal nature of being a man, and his lips showed a gentle smile. "Wei Wei, hungry, I made breakfast."

(End of this chapter)