Chapter 1125： Testament

Chapter 1125 Suicide

A cool frog mirror is not on the top of the head, a face is cold and glamorous, and the momentum is quite strong!

"Seven brothers, look at you, obviously dressed so hot. Spicy, but you can open the posture, hehe, really, the man is too hot to be a man, you paint, this girl, more standards, That is the look of the first love!" Hu Yan said not to death.

Mo Nianqi instantly evoked the corner of his lips, and his sharp eyes turned to Hu Wei. "Little fox, skin itchy?"

"Cough." Hu Yu immediately hid behind Zhou Junyi, through the cover of Zhou Junyi's burly body, not afraid to continue to sneak Mo Yanqi, "I am kindly suggesting, Seven brothers, you take my good heart as a liver and lung, really It’s sad. You are like this, when can you marry, oh, it’s really sad... oh, don’t leave it, it hurts...”

Mo Nianqi snorted and released the hand that was holding the ear of Hu Hu. He also clap his hands and took a shot. He did not care about Hu Hu, but looked at Bo Siqing, "The leader."

After a brief greeting with Bo Siqing, she looked at the cloud painting again. "Hello, I finally met."

"..." Cloud painting is speechless.

What is finally...

Before she even asked her to open her mouth, Mo Nianqi smacked her lips and said with deep meaning: "I am quite curious, who is the person who can write the testimony when the leader is working dangerously..."

Cloud painting stunned, suicide note, what is a suicide note?

Mo Nianqi raised his eyebrows. "You don't know? Also, how can a group leader like this let you know..."

"Small seven." Bo Siqing's face was a little black. He coughed and said directly, "Several of you have to go to help Chu, do you want to eat barbecue? Right, what about the original?"

"Come on." Bo Siqing's voice just fell, another person came in.

Cloud paintings are completely attracted to the attention of newcomers.

The man is at least one meter eight or five, thin and tall, the key is that it looks so good!

Cloud painting in my heart, if the original is a debut as a star, relying on the face of this cold iceberg president, it is absolutely possible to redeem the entertainment circle, relying on the face to eat properly!

"Hey, drawing, we are also good-looking? How about, is it so good that people are very excited, and want to fall down?" Some fox who did not know how to live and began to sing.

Cloud painting snorted. "Fox brother, are you very embarrassed about the face of Yi Ge."

Hu Yan smoked his mouth.

Zhou Junyi, who stood on the side, nodded directly. "Yes, there was a reason for work. I went to the bar. Sao foxes sang and danced. It was useless. The beautiful women were turning around, oh... ”

"Dead mice, you shut up!" The old-fashioned Hu Wei was instantly stunned.

Cloud painting can't be laughed, and Chong Yuan also smiled and reached out: "Yes, I am a cloud."

Originally standing still, there was no expression on his face, but he just nodded his head, but did not reach out and shake hands with her.

Or was she worried about taking time to say to her: "I am also sick, don't shake hands with women."

Cloud painting stunned, what is this cat disease?

Bo Siqing had some helplessly licking the corner, and whispered with the cloud painting: "There was also a psychological barrier to women, and there could be no physical contact."

"..." This is really not very sick.

The original also rushed her and nodded. "Fortunately."

Oh, it’s really a pity like gold.

But this cool guy, people will always be willing to be tolerant of him.

(End of this chapter)