Jun Ye Can’t Help But Tease His Wife

Jiang Feng couldn't bear to pour cold water down. He wanted to say, "How can your old man be accompanied?"

If Shen Shengfeng takes off his gloves, your old man will turn around and run away.

In the face of a big bug, ordinary players like us, don't deliberately clear the level, it is beautiful if you do not drop the level.

"It's lively here." The cold bass came from the door.

Morrow heard his voice and straightened his back subconsciously.

Shen Sheng went inwardly, glanced at the mess on the ground, and then glanced at the unkempt Moro, sitting directly on the sofa with a kick.

Xiao Jing followed him step by step, also sitting on the sofa beside him, leaning his legs high on a cat, drawing like a two-five-eight thousand.

Morrow twitched slightly, and whispered to Jiang Feng, "Go and make tea in a pot."

Shen Shengfeng waved his hand and said, "I'm not here for tea and chat."

"The visitor is a guest." Morrow sat awkwardly in a chair.

Shen Shengfeng looked at the mess behind him and said, "It seems I'm one step late."

"Captain Shen speaks straight when he has something to say, why bother hiding it like this?"

"I thought Captain Mo's IQ should be able to think of my purpose here."

"I just helped Captain Shen train the recruits with good intentions. Does Captain Shen feel that I should not blend in?"

Shen Shengfeng thought without hesitation: "When is my soldier's turn to outsider training?"

"My name is Li Shanghang. In order to thank Captain Shen for deliberately freeing up time to help me teach my soldiers."

"Looking out, Captain Mo is burning with a fire in his heart, and I can't wait to kill my Iron Eagles in the same group, right?"

"Captain Shen's words are serious. I just want to make it difficult for you to train."

Shen Shengfeng stood up, his face was so cold that water dripped into ice, he took off his gloves silently, and just threw it on the small table.

Morrow hurriedly stood up, wondering what he was doing, and asked, "What is Captain Shen planning to do?"

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"Captain Mo is a dignified major general and a heroic figure with a lot of emotions. Today, he was in a grudge with a recruit, and he just said such a nonsense joke that he was singled out. The newspaper, now that Captain Mo has trained me to recruit new recruits, I will also put down my wits and make a single choice with you? "

"" The audience was dead.

"If I lose, I will not blame this today. If Captain Mo loses, today this wing team will not be a quiet day."

"Shen Shengfeng, don't think I'll be afraid of you." Morrow kicked the chair open, his fists clenched and creaked.

Shen Shengfeng raised his hand, righteously referring to Morrow in a state of righteous indignation, and said, "Please."

Morrow was slow to move.

Shen Shengfeng hooked his fingers at him, provocatively: "Is Captain Mo afraid?"

"It's a small place, so I can go to the playground with me."

"Is Captain Mo's disgrace enough to abandon himself? He intends to fall down vigorously in front of everyone?" Xiao Jing couldn't help muttering.

Shen Shengfeng patted his head lightly, and nodded, "Captain Mo may be thinking about beating us."

Xiao Jing silently lifted his hand, stepped back, and distanced him, "Captain, his intention is to beat you in groups."

Jiang Fengxuan retracted his eyes, hurriedly walked behind Moruo, and lowered his voice, "Although Captain and Captain Shen are low-key, you and I know his abilities. You fight with him alone. Send it to death? "

"Even you think I must lose?"

Jiang Feng is undoubted: "There is no winning face."

"With Xiao Jing's black hole, I can knock me to the ground. Why can't I slap him with Shen Shengfeng?"

"Aren't you going to have these hands?" Jiang Feng asked back.

Moro's feet stagnate. Damn, this man can't fight or touch. How can he be a heroic hero in front of his troops?

Thinking of the wolf howling Shen Shengfeng knocked him to the ground, Morrow turned and walked back and said, "Let's fight inside, lest people be mistaken for the anger between our two teams."

"Why Captain Mo is so troublesome, it's okay here," said Yan, as if breaking through with a fist of fire.

As soon as Morrow's pupils shrank, his clothes turned into a pile of dregs when he was picked up by the other party.