Chapter 209 This painting of our family (4 more)

"Bo Si Yao, you give me out!"

Bosi Qing can't bear it.

Bosi Yao immediately flatned his mouth, looked like a grievance, holding the arm of the cloud painting. "Draw a sister, what is your attitude?" I kindly ran to see him, worried that he was worried about eating and eating. Uneasy...but how is he to me, hehe..."

The cloud painting was rigid and allowed to hold by Shi Siyao.

Look at the way that Shi Siyao was so sad that she was so sad that she was so angry: If she didn’t hear Xiao Shiyao’s “gentle and considerate” behavior outside the door, she would look at Bossao’s appearance. She also believed that Bossa was bullied!

"Cough, Yaoyao, that..." The mouth of the cloud painting was a little twitching.

Bo Siqing is still sneer: "You don't have to leave her face, just look at her real face just outside, right?"

"Who's true face, I really look like this!" Bossao's momentum immediately came up, with a hand on the shoulder of the cloud painting, while sneer at the thin board, "Let me roll, I don't roll it." Don't roll, what's wrong? You have the ability to kick me out, oh, but unfortunately you can't stand now, scorpion, handicap, stupid!"

"Bossi Yao, you are really itchy..."

Seeing that this brother and sister are going to be jealous again, the cloud painting is going crazy.

She quickly coughed and looked at Bossao: "Yao Yao, when I came over, Jing Xiu brother seemed to pick up a phone call, coughing. I didn't hear too much. It seemed to be a girl playing, Jing Xiu's The expression is still very gentle... Hey, Yao Yaoyao where are you going..."

The words of cloud painting have not been finished yet, and Bo Siyao has no shadows!

This big Buddha has finally left!

The cloud painting was completely relieved, and when I looked up at Bo Siqing, the eyes were so... it was so complicated!

Rao is the thick face of Bo Siqing, and he can't help but be seen by the eyes of the cloud painting.

He coughed a little, don't look away, the ears and neck are a little red: "That... you don't pay attention to her, we both often do this, we can't see it once in a year, but when we meet, it's like this... nothing, don't worry... ”

Cloud painting really wants to turn his eyes. "Is it so stupid?"

"There must be no!" Bo Siqing quickly said in the most serious tone! "This painting in our family is not only stupid, but also very clever. It’s very beautiful just now that the troubles of the waters are drawn, praise! Hey, the monk is unlucky!"

Cloud painting support: the monk is unlucky, is he so happy? Sure enough, the brothers used to come back and insert the knife. Not only did they insert the knife, but they had to step on the foot again and whip the body.

But at the moment, she is full of what he said: the painting of our family.

When the prospects were revised, she smiled and didn't take it seriously, but now, she can't ignore it...

This painting of our family...

Our family...

Our family...

Cloud painting didn't sleep well this night.

When I got up in the morning and took a look at Bo Siqing, I quickly left, and told Chu Yu that I brought everything up. After training in the swimming center, I went straight home and stopped coming.

After the car departed, the cloud painting had time to recall the chaotic dream of last night.

For the rest of her life, she is mad at love, mad at love, loves to be desperate, loves to lose herself, loves... I would rather die!

She hates that herself.

People are from childish to mature.

When she was naive, she liked Qi Ziheng. It was not because of Zi Ziheng's family at first, but because Qi Ziheng was the most handsome, gentle, and considerate boy she had ever seen.

This is different from the boys she used to see in the remote rural areas.

... 2 more...

Seeking recommended tickets ~ ~ tickets ~ ~

Thanks to all the little fairies who are rewarding, thank you for your love, what?

(End of this chapter)