"What are you looking at? If you have the ability, let your little Joe have one
Not waiting for Mo yanjue to speak, Yang Yilin helped him go back.
Don't ask him why, he has already felt the sword like eye light throwing at him.
"I'm not willing to give up. My family Joe is most afraid of pain. The pain of giving birth to a child is the only thing that animals like you are willing to give up." Kong Laosan smoked his cigar, narrowed his eyes and scolded him mercilessly.
Yang Yilin stares at him fiercely. The fire in his eyes is coming out. He doesn't know, OK?
When the four men were arguing over the birth of a child, Kong Laosan's mobile phone rang. He took it up and took a look at it. He immediately opened his eyes and said, "Hey, my family, Qiao Qiao, is going to go back. Brothers, goodbye!"
"Hello, Joe, are you going home?" answered the phone hole old three immediately changed a face, that gentle and considerate strength really let people can't stand.
"Ouch! Third brother, I always thought it was a wolf dog. It turned out to be a cerebellar dog. It's not in line with your identity. " Finally, Yang Yilin seized the opportunity and took advantage of it.
"Go away!" Kong Laosan turned back and scolded Yang Yilin with a voice. When he turned to talk to Su Qiao, he looked like, "Qiao Qiao, what did you say just now?"
The other end of the phone Suqiao has been comfortable lying in the bed, kitten like a stuffy hum, powerless way: "third brother, my sisters and I in the upstairs room rest, you don't wait, or also live here, or go home early to have a rest."
"What?" Old Kong stood up from the sofa in a hurry.
Seeing his great reaction, Yang Yilin and song Qingyun got up and said nervously, "what's the matter?"
Looking at the hung up phone, Kong Laosan was angry and said, "Sir, your woman should be in charge of it. What are you going to do with my Joe and Joe? They have learned not to go home at night."
This is the private club of Mo yanjue. The only one who dares to make trouble here is his wife Muqiqi, so he will point his spearhead at the women of Mo yanjue.
"What, the night does not end? How many of them? " Yang Yilin followed closely.
"Said to live upstairs."
Kong Laosan has a black face and wants to fight with someone. His wife went out to record a program for two nights. She had a high fever last night. She finally thought that she could have a good sleep with her. As a result, she didn't go home with him, so she didn't get angry.
"It's not easy. Let's go. We're not going to live here." Yang Yilin is the fastest runner and wants to take advantage of this opportunity to live in a room with sun Zhenzhen.
However, he did not know that the three old Confucius lived in the same room.
Running up the third floor, I saw the waiter in the corridor and asked with a smile: "how many ladies live in that room respectively, do you know?"
"Room 303." The waiter replied respectfully.
"All live in 303?" Yang Yilin seems to understand something, but still some do not give up.
"Yes The waiter looked at him with wonderful eyes. He couldn't hold his face any longer. He laughed awkwardly, "OK, I know."
He turned around and ran down again.
He was met by the faces of his brothers.
"Why did you come back again, not to live here?" Kong Laosan, who was joking and couldn't sleep with his wife, seemed to have dissipated a lot.
"Third brother, you'd like to say, why don't you tell me how many of them live together?" Yang Yilin's grudges.
"You don't listen to me when I'm finished!"
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