The Anarchic Consort

Swallowing the head, the scarlet eyes reflected the figure of the person in front of him.

She wore a black windbreaker, ultra-short leather pants, knee-length military boots, and maroon long hair was blown by the wind.

This scene is always very familiar.

It seems that very early and early, there is such a person.

She always likes to hang her thin lips and wear a long dress, but she doesn't have any girl's delicateness. She leans on her pretty face and kneels on the floor to cook him.

I will spit while roasting...

The swallowing claws were unconsciously collected, and the huge head shook twice, and it was dizzy and unable to grasp the key point.

He can't remember what she had spit.

It’s just the deepest part of the heart, as if you still remember.

That is his happiest and happiest time...

At that time... I swallowed the sky and looked at my big claws.

He clearly does not look like this...

What should he look like?

Why is it blurred...

"Little seven."

Behind him, the low-pitched voice sang inadvertently.

The fog is retreating, and the rest is continuous black feathers. As the man appears, it seems that he can hear the Sanskrit from the Quartet.

He stood in the middle of the center, and his suit was very straight. Behind him was the magic of Wanma Qianjun. He lifted his right hand with black gloves and said carelessly: "Come here."

Oh, that.

The pictures that came in from the sky were like clips, and one after another appeared in the eyes of swallowing the sky.

He is holding a wooden stick to guard the college.

He squatted with the meat bag and followed him.

There is also the goldfish raised by the grandfather, which is better than anywhere...

Every time Sancha met him, the opening was: "To be honest, Xiaoqi, do you think your third brother is shameless?"

He ate a bit of grilled fish, and he was a little bit sullen: "The third brother has always been shameless."

If he is not obedient, he will not let him eat meat.

However, one thing, he likes the education of the third brother.

The third brother said, who can't get used to it, directly!

Even, he remembered the memory of a longer time.

His master, when he was still a beast, fed the fish to him.

He is different from those who want to hunt and recover him.

He just fed him.

Later, the master was deviled and everything was reshuffled.

Until now...

The master appeared in front of him again...

Or the owner is always there.

It’s just that he has no wisdom and memory.

just now……

I swallowed my paw and shook my huge body, when the blood in my eyes faded a little.

His footsteps towards the Bailijiajue and Helianweiwei have also changed.

As the body gradually became smaller, the sturdy black scorpion also appeared.

Then there was no hair on the round head, and half of the fish was still in the mouth. Both cheeks were bulging, and the lotus-like calves were exposed outside the white exercise clothes. Jue and Helen Weiwei ran over, opened the mouth and spit the fish, the fish was still not dead, and tumbling twice on the ground.

"Three brothers, three sisters." Tiger's vocal voice followed, and Xiaoqi did not forget to extend his own bald head and ask for touch.

Helen Weiwei met, gently smiled, and hugged the little man, the light was dark.

Xiaoqiyi’s face is domineering in the arms of Helen Weiwei.

Standing next to it is the Bailijiajue.

At this moment, it seems that they have all returned to the millennium.

Peach blossoms are three thousand miles, never separated...