World champions can do whatever they want

Smart fifty.

The outside statue has his name.

Yes ... you?

Blacks.

PS: The best output is different from the best MVP.

Section 700 695, female god!

At this time, there is already late night.

The next day, I need to go to work, I am sitting in a bowl of bubble noodles and quietly sitting in the living room.

The projection screen is broadcast on the game of Seattle Wod9.

I walked with a fork on a bubble surface, put it on the mouth, followed by a corn cord.

Leaf ... wins.

Win beautiful.

He blinked, I really want to applaud, but the scruples have been in the middle of the night, so that a few screams can only be caught in the throat, the teeth dance.

"Ah, yeah, ..."

He has a heavy breath, the face is on the face, full of excitement, because he is a slightly no bloody face because of staying up late, and at this time, it looks at this moment.

A fine micro-door lock opened in the house.

The wife and sorrowful, thank you, the sweat is erected.

"... I, sleep right away!"

He immediately admitted.

The voice did not fall.

In the pajamas, Ye Fei, kicking the slippers, playing yawning, while slowing out from the room.

Everything in the living room is as expected.

A few cigarettes, a bowl of bubble surface, tightening the curtains, there is no open light, the dim light living room, at this time, there is only everything on the projection screen, which is so clear.

Summer of Seattle.

Bright, and fantasy.

Old apple model picks up the remote control.

"I am me, I am sleeping."

As a result, it took a long time, and finally went to put the TV.

Ye Fei is a bitter.

"You put it."

He scratched his head and laughed.

The spicy woman hurts, grace and lazy fell on the sofa.

"Help me to take the blanket in it."

"Good!" Old thank you.

Ye Fei played yawn, there is some free, when moving to the screen, just see the twenty-seven seconds of porridge porridge.

He ... or the previous one.

The spicy woman grinned and couldn't help but smith.

Old thank the blanket from the house.

Ye Fei gave him a position, waiting for the old and thank to sit down, Ye Feng reached out and gently fell in his waist.

"Wei Wei's game, I'm hit."

"... I'm finished." Lao Xie answered.

"... Why don't you wake me up." Yefei whispered, the sound with a strong breath of nasal cavity.

"Well ... I see you sleep too familiar." Lao Xie smashed his head, after a moment, continued to admit bad: "I."

"Oh ..." Ye Fei has, and half his eyes are half closed, never open.

quickly.

The second one of the competitions has already begun.

Almost full of porridge porridge.

Hunter on MOWD, Whale.

"The porridge porridge is very good ..." Ye Wei is half-awake, whispered, like telling a dream.

"Well, it is very good." Lively nodded.

"... Envy?" Ye Fei asked, tone fluttering, with a very subtle little emotion.

Just asked him that year, you are going to play or have a general, and there is a kind of unquestionable.

Lao Xiele is laughing, although it is still good temper, but nodded, flashing, flashing.

"Of course, I envy."

Yes it is.

envy.

Envy this former partners, can go back to the stage.

"... that, give birth to me?" Yefei raised her eyebrows, and the eyes were still slight.

"Don't dare!" Lively smile. "Go back now, I can't do it."

"…Not honest."

"Wife's biggest ..." Hared for so many years, this is the most basic consciousness.

"Hey." Ye Fei seems to be very eye-catching, but it is too tired, turn it off, and it is.

"If you don't, please leave tomorrow."

"OK, this is, which, didn't go to the phase of the knockout."

I'm old and low, continue to give my own wife.

Then there was no sound.

When Ye Fei, he was lying in his embrace, breathing evenly, quietly sleeping.

I would like to kneel my dark circles and lift my head.

Lu Fanzhen guy.

Still standing on the stage of the competition.

If you are, Wushen.

He smiled, gently shake his head.

"Come on ..."

He said.

It is still long in the night.

At this time.

The other side is another side.

Nanhuai City, Honglian Studio.

The hall of the work, the scenery at this moment is actually no different from God.

The same tightened curtains, the same dark room, only the light shadow of the projected curtain is also flashing, nor is it too bright, and the stupid is barely reflects a little turbidity.

"So sleepy!" Ningyan blinds.

Suddenly, it was seen that the center of the latitude was swaying.

"Hong Lian Studio announced the responsibility of this incident!"

On the screen, it is broadcasting this WOD game, and Ningyan will look at the miracle, the miracle, the battle against MOWD.

What incident does this event not? Of course, it refers to the incident of miracle blood motto.

Guess you will win, but can't guess you miracle, you can win such arrogant!

Ningyan was laughed by this scripture.

Domestic black sons, bullets, and water friends, sometimes quite talented.

Responsible, it is also responsible for a ghost, where is she responsible?

This is WOD9, this can be the stage of the World World! !

This is a good spirit.

Looking down, there are still a lot of chaos.

"The old driver brushs a copy of the WOD World game, absolute speed! Trick the boss, no light brother is rich!"

"How do you have no game for a long time? What happened ... Hey, don't you say it?"

"This miracle can be too TM true !!"

Such variety.

All in all, or ridicule, or shocked, full screen is surprised.

After a few years, the guys who returned to the venue were therefore, and it seems that there is no feeling of not suitable for the rhythm of the game, but it is the first round of the group. It has already shown such dazzling.

Everything from the screen is made, but it is a bit embarrassing in Ningyan.

On the side of the screen, at this moment, it is in the players in the player.

Really are.

What do she know?

On the sofa, Lu Xia Yao on your sleep is on the side of the side, the snoring is clear, and the little girl image before the screen is not.

Really are.

Ningyan turned over the eye, but also took the blanket, quietly covered on her body.

The competition is still going on.

Three knives, twenty-seven seconds.

Crazy data!

Although in the last game, Fall's state is indeed, it has been treated by Zhou Jia's sister, consumes no less than.

But that is finally a value of 93% of the players left!

93% of life.

Only twenty-seven seconds!

Is this a monster? !

At this point, the female warrior still standing on the ring!

The war is full! !