Zhan hanjue was stupefied and chuckled, teasing: "isn't it a good sister who has experienced life and death?"
Zheng Ling said: "I have experienced life and death with Impatiens, but not with her mobile phone."
"I can't remember that either," he said
Zheng Ling wants to call Mrs. Yu again, but she doesn't remember her number.
"Do you remember my phone number?" he thought of a serious thing This girl can't remember everyone's phone number.
Zheng Ling blurted out and read, "52013140831!"
Zhan hanjue frowned, "disorderly."
Zheng Ling said, "I'm on my back."
Zhan hanjue was stunned... His face melted in an instant.
Suddenly he picked up Yan Zhengling and said happily, "go. Go to dinner. " Remember the website m.luoqiuzw.com
"honey, please let me down."
"No
"Ah, ah, ah... Be careful of your waist. I've grown very heavy. "
"My waist is very good! Do you want to try it? "
"How do you try this one?"
Zhan hanjue put Zheng Ling on the sofa and pressed it up. "How do you want to try it?"
"Cough." At the door, Granny Boye cleared her throat awkwardly to remind the couple who were just in love.
The warlord released Yan Zhengling, and instantly recovered the appearance of high cold and abstinence.
"Grandma." Not hot or cold.
Zheng Ling looked at his grandparents and grandchildren. He was indifferent and alienated. He was trembling and trembling. Zheng Ling knew it in his heart.
I'm afraid it's not pleasant to meet brother Jue and grandma Boye.
Zheng Ling jumped up, hopping like a rabbit, will be the enthusiasm of the wild pull in.
"Grandma, come in. Today, my husband made a lot of dumplings. Please join us
Zhan hanjue frowned... This girl is a good old man who can't tell right from wrong.
Read so many years of online text have fed the dog, the novel is not all teach people happy gratitude and hatred?
Boye's embarrassment was resolved in Zheng Ling's enthusiasm.
She came over with a smile, sat on the sofa, looked at the Han Jue and said, "jue'er, I have something to discuss with Zheng Ling today."
As soon as I heard that it was related to Zheng Ling, the warlord became more attentive.
"What's the matter? Speak in front of me. " The overbearing tone makes people shudder.
When he had finished speaking, he sat down next to Zheng Ling. He is as noble as the king of the dark emperor.
For no reason, Boyo was afraid. Fortunately, there is Zheng Ling such a soft cute sister in the middle of the mediation atmosphere, "grandma to me, what's the matter?" The voice is as graceful as a warbler.
Although I want to take away the research results, I don't want to die. I've decided to give you all of them. "
The first time the warlord protested: "No. Since they are your treasures, you can let them die with you in a hundred years. My Zheng Ling doesn't like those things. What do you leave her for? "
Zhan hanjue has a clear mind. Boyo's treasures are hot potatoes. He won't let Zheng Ling take over.
Boye said: "hanjue, can you let me finish my speech?"
The Baron was silent.
"You are not me, of course you will not understand my baby's feelings. All my life, all my youth, all my years, have been dedicated to these research results. They are my life. "
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