Chapter 471

Have you seen sumo?

It's almost the same as that one. With exaggerated muscles and Sumo movements, he still has a cartoon face of Xiaohei. Mu mianmianmian only hates that he didn't take his mobile phone to shoot it.

"Is that funny?" Chen Baichuan only by mu mianmianmianmian's description, has not got that smile point yet.

"He gave it to a silent, expressionless little muscle man. It's still sumo style. Other people make one like that. Maybe it's not so funny, but it's less than that. You think about his face, he wears a line of SUMO pants and puts on a lewd shape."

Mu mianmianmianmian can't stand to cover his stomach. No, she has a stomachache when she smiles. Pregnant women can't be so emotional.

Chen Baichuan thought about it. It was very funny.

"I can't see that the boy still has such a wonderful idea. Ha ha, no wonder he always loses chess to me." Chen Baichuan is extremely happy and sad. Mu mianmianmian suddenly stops laughing and reaches for his pocket. It's too late for Chen Baichuan to stop him.

Several hundred yuan won by Xiao Hei was found...

"you really think that he can't play chess? People are double masters, that is to let you. It's enough money for the public. It's just that I'm going to buy melon seed sugar tomorrow, so I'll use this. " Mu mianmianmian confiscates Chen Baichuan's private money and happily goes into the bathroom to paste cucumber slices.

Chen Baichuan wanted to cry without tears. A minute later, he got up again and carefully pulled out the drawer of the bedside table. At the bottom of the drawer, he even pasted a plastic bag with adhesive tape, and there were several big tickets in it. It felt really solid.

"Man, I don't have any private money. Do you want to hang out in the river and lake?" Chen Baichuan murmured.

Upstairs, Xiaohei waits for praise expectantly. Qianmo pulls the villain out of the cake and holds it in front of her eyes, almost as a cornucopia.

"Can you... Can you tell me about your creative inspiration?" Qian Mo finally asked her what she had been curious about for two lives.

He also gave this in his previous life, but the villain came to a miserable end. She even pasted his face with cake and villain.

That can't blame Qian mo.

Just know is not familiar, send a person such a wretched person, this body in addition to the bird did not show, all exposed?

He was more serious in his previous life than he is now, and he can't say a few words a day. Normal people would throw such a funny thing with such an ice face.

When the two get better, Qianmo wants to ask the source of the villain's inspiration, but they don't say it. Qian Mo is curious for a long time.

I didn't expect that... Qian Mo held the villain and muttered in his heart. He saw this thing again after a circle, tut tut.

"I thought... You would like it." Xiaohei didn't wait for her to be overjoyed. She reached out and wanted to take it back. She didn't like to throw it away.

"I didn't say I didn't like it, but I was just curious. How could you make such a wonderful wretched muscle man? No, it's... A villain full of postmodern abstract beauty?"

For fear that he would become angry and tear the villain in, he quickly raised it high.

"You said, you like a man with more muscles the most."

So he pinched this. Except for the key parts, all the muscles can be seen, including those on the legs. Excited, women!

Qian Mo exhausted all his self-control and tried to keep himself from screaming at his collar. When did my mother behave so clearly? Isn't it implicit that she usually peeks? That's how this hobby got exposed?

"I did not." Qian Mo pretends to be reserved, as if she is not the one who lets people do sit ups and wear low waist pants.

Ah, mermaid line is really sexy. With those strong abdominal muscles, Qianmo only hates that she didn't take two pictures as a screen saver in order to pretend to be reserved. She thinks that she pretends to be very much like an old cadre of abstinence department. How did he find out?

"You did. You told your classmates three years ago." Xiaohei accused.

"No, I was still a high school student three years ago. How could a senior high school student have such a strong taste - wait a minute, is it?"

Qian Mo patted the water and remembered.

Xiao Hei was splashed with water, and originally wanted to please her, but when she thought of the very angry scene at that time, she couldn't help being arrogant, leaving her with an injured figure and carrying the cake of the man without small muscles.

Qian Mo buries his face in the bathtub, holding the small muscle man with one hand like a blockhouse. It turns out that this villain who made her laugh for a long time still has this historical background!

At that time, Qianmo had just entered the school. A senior boy blocked her in the bicycle shed and confessed to her.

Qian Mo can't remember what the boy looked like, but she remembered to wear a gold frame glasses. She hated the man with gold glasses most. Because of an American TV series, she felt that the weak man with golden frame was dead and abnormal.

What's more, when she was young, she was cold and cold. She not only refused, but also refused to listen. The Gold Framed man asked, what kind of man do you like?

Qian Mo said at that time, she likes a healthy man with muscles.

That's pure nonsense. High school girls don't like such an exaggerated muscle man. She just wants to let people back in the face of difficulties.If Qian Mo's EQ was changed, it would not be so bad to say even if she refused. The psychological shadow area of the little boy was hard to budget, and she felt guilty. Unfortunately, she couldn't remember her face. She knew that she was a man with golden rimmed glasses and thin as paper.

I can't imagine that Xiaohei was on the edge at that time. I don't know where he would hide in the garage...

he hid behind the bicycle and listened to me very much. No wonder he just turned around and left. Is that because he is old and jealous?

Wrapped in a bath towel, she came out without wiping her hair. Xiaohei sat on the bed and looked at her coldly. She tried to pretend that she couldn't see the sensual stimulation brought by the beauty's bathing. She was wearing a face of ten thousand years of vinegar.

"Where did you hide to peep at me?" Qian Mo sits over, reaches out to put the cake on the bedside table and digs it with his hand, and paints him a small goatee.

"It doesn't matter where you hide. What's important is that you're really popular." Three days two confessions, ha ha, each time can let him meet.

Xiao Hei imagined himself in his heart. This is very light. Listening to Qian Mo's ears, it's a dish name. Laojiu Zhetou. It has to be vinegar. How many years has it been?

"I didn't promise that. I think I must know that I can meet a good man like you in the future, so I didn't look up to other men before." Qian Mo said that he almost believed it, and Xiaohei's jealous face was relieved.

Qianmo carefully put the wretched little muscle man on the side, squatting at the head of the bed to eat the cake. It's so delicious. The wretched villain doesn't affect the taste of the cake at all.

Xiao Hei reacts.

"No, didn't you perfunctorily answer those four eyes?" Xiaohei looked at her reaction just as if she was not ecstatic, and realized that she seemed to be fooled by this little liar.

He's been training his muscles for years. Is that a waste? Was the direction wrong from the beginning?