Mo Xiaoju looked back and said sympathetically, "it's better to charge for listing. Touch 10 small hands, 20 chest muscles, 30 buttocks, and..."
Zhuang Diandian couldn't listen to her any more. She said, "sister Ju, even if Xu shaoting doesn't have the shares of Zong family, he has several law firms outside, and they can't lose you. Can we not be so stingy?"
A face, she said: "10 20, can you do it?"? As far as Okamoto's standard is concerned, we can't start at zero price any more. "
Mo Xiaoju accepted, "or you are cruel."
At this time, in front of a burst of gongs and drums, the eyes of all people are attracted in the past.
It turned out that it was a celebration in the town, first firecrackers and fireworks, then stilts and dragon dance.
Zhuang Diandian pulls Mo Xiaoju to squeeze in, "good vision here"
Mo Xiaoju stands beside her, but her eyes sweep on both sides. She smiles faintly and says in a low voice: "do you think he will appear?"
"Yes." Zhuang Diandian stands on tiptoe and looks inside with a firm expression.
Mo Xiaoju looked at her and said, "do you know him like this?"
"Have you never heard of your enemy who knows you best?"
Mo Xiaoju suddenly realized, "no wonder Xu shaoting knows this truth about everything"
Zhuang Diandian really wants to shed tears of sympathy for brother shaoting, "why do you treat others as enemies"
"as early as 800 years ago"
"cut, you're just saying it hard now. After seeing Xu shaoting, you'll soon feel like spring"
"I can warn you Ah, Zhuang Dian, Xu shaoting's question is about reputation. I will call the police and arrest you "
" ah, how cruel is the police? Sister Ju, please open one side. I don't dare any more. "
"Hum, it's good to know you're afraid"
they were joking, and a fire breathing performance started. The performer took a sip of wine, and then sprayed it on the torch. Suddenly, the tongue of fire was raging, which made people around exclaim.
Zhuang Diandian's station was a little close. She felt the heat approaching, and she jumped to the other side reflexively. A big fire swept between her and Mo Xiaoju, which shocked her and made her sweat.
at the same time, her arm suddenly tightened. When she looked back, she could only see the black in front of her eyes
Mo Xiaoju avoids such a fire and quickly steps back. When she wants to find Zhuang Diandian, there is no one on the opposite side
On the crowded street, members of Okamoto's group rush to and fro in the crowd. Muzha and others also look for people separately.
As they passed a narrow lane where only one person could walk, Zhuang Diandian gasped and his bright eyes fixed on the people who were very close to her.
Or that eye-catching silver mask, green eyes, cold and deep eyes, is staring at her for a moment.
Zhuang Diandian held his breath and slowly raised his lips.
She knew that he would appear
Huo Shao pursed his lips, one hand against the wall, the other hand on her waist, "do you know you are looking for death?" He asked.
Zhuang Diandian laughed, "will you let me die?"
He didn't speak. He just looked at her.
Zhuang Diandian slowly raised his hand, and the target was his silver mask. But just as she was about to touch it, he quickly squeezed her wrist. "Whatever you see, it's not good for you."
His voice, still low, deep as if in the chest collision.
"What if I want to see it?" Her eyes were full of provocation.
His eyes narrowed and didn't move.
Zhuang Diandian made a little effort to break away from his wrist, took a deep breath, and looked at him. When his finger touched the cold mask on his face, he shrunk slightly. However, soon, she was firm again. Even if her heart would tremble, she would still stick to him.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, as if something had been ignited. After a crackle, people in the market were screaming and running around.
"Canon"
"master"
there were shouts in the crowd.
Zhuang Dian Dian was just a little stunned. Huo Shao took her hand again and said, "let's go."
Looking back, Zhuang Diandian was unwilling to stare at him: "it's you who are looking for trouble in Zong's family, it's you"
Huo Shao didn't deny it. He just held her hand in an unpredictable manner, raised it above her head, and put her chin on the other hand, forcing her to look at herself. His head slowly bent down, red lips and her, close at hand.
Zhuang Diandian's heart beat faster and faster. She had never felt this feeling for a long time.
she didn't know that her saline land would be moistened by rain one day. Since she left, she hasn't recovered her nervous mood mixed with excitement.
Her eyes were wide open, and she forgot where she was and how she should react, so little Bambi was about to pop out of her throat
his finger pulp, stroked her lips and gently stroked her. Zhuang Diandian shuddered, and his eyes began to be confusedHe lowered his head slowly, getting closer to her
Just as he was about to kiss her, his head suddenly leaned on her shoulder. Zhuang Diandian was shocked, and she was awake. She gasped for breath, and her face was embarrassed. "You Why do you get up "
his body began to shake, his body was weak as if he was standing unsteadily, and the mask on his face began to get hot at that moment.
Seeing his strange appearance, Zhuang Diandian was stunned at first, then frowned and asked, "Hey, what's the matter with you?"
He didn't speak, the whole person was about to put the weight on her.
Zhuang Diandian wanted to push it away, but the position here was too narrow to push it away. "Do you want to deceive people? I didn't even touch you. Don't try to deceive me. I won't admit it "
he just touched her with his forehead. When he heard her words, he laughed twice:" how can I admit it? Did you sleep? "
Zhuang Diandian's face turned red, but how could she make herself lose face in front of him? So, she continued to challenge: "do you have this ability?"
Huo Shao raised his more and more frenzied eyes and said, "I'll show you."
Sensing that he was about to slide down, Zhuang Dian instinctively held out his hand and held him in time, "are you sick?"
Huo Shao didn't speak at this time. Maybe he didn't even have the strength to speak. He just pointed to the lane.
"Are you going out?" She asked.
His painstaking micro head, the whole person's painting style changes so fast, it really killed a piece of Zhuangdian.
Is he eating bad? To collapse?
Should we take such a man back and make a great contribution first, or should we turn to him for help out of humanitarianism? Zhuang Diandian was just at the time of the handover of heaven and man. Two people had already stood at the entrance of the alley. They all pointed their guns at her and said, "bring him out."
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a good recommendation for a beautiful woman: President daddy, please love my mommy