Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

"Tang Muchen, is Ye Qingran's conscience very big? Is Ning Rongrong's body very soft?"

A series of questions made Tang Muchen's heart tense.

Dangerous.

The danger signal came.

[What to do, what to do]g

At this time, it is strongly recommended not to rape and play slippery.

Tang Muchen thought for a while, after excluding several plans in his mind, he decided the final plan decisively.

Practice needs to be honest.

But this honest approach also requires some show-off.

"Sorry, Sister Yuehua." Tang Muchen bowed his head honestly and apologized.

"Huh?" Tang Yuehua had to continue to say, but Tang Muchen apologized first but gagged.

"Sister Yuehua, I can't help it, I'm just in the puberty period."

The second sentence is to explain.

"I admit that I just looked at Ye Qingran's conscience, I also embraced Ning Rongrong, but there is no way."

"You explain."

"Look, Rongrong was in a critical situation at the time. If I didn't hug her, she might be injured, so I hugged her."

"You can barely pass, so what about Ye Qingran?"

"I can also explain this. You see, the love of beauty is something everyone has. Besides, I usually stare at you closely. Today I suddenly saw you with other women. I must be curious. "

"Besides, in terms of face value, who is our sister Yuehua afraid of."

Tang Muchen talked a lot in a chic and unrestrained manner, thinking that he should know it with affection, move it with reason, and move her.

"Hehe, then you stared at her conscience."

Tang Yuehua retorted.

With her arms folded, she stood there without sitting down. Tang Muchen, who had been acquainted with her for many years, knew that this guy was actually having a temper.

The point is that this is completely inconsistent with her usual image.

Sure enough, he looks so cute in front of his prospective boyfriend, really.

Hey, speaking of this, six years and six years, I am still accurate.

I'm so angry.

It seemed that he had to work hard to take Tang Yuehua down.

Tang Muchen secretly vowed to surpass Tang Yuehua earlier and arrange her earlier is the truth.

As for how to arrange it, I believe it will not be necessary to say more.

Of course, at this moment, Tang Muchen had a bitter face.

"Forget it, I don't want to blame you for looking like this."

After a long time, Tang Yuehua suddenly smiled.

Under Tang Muchen's trembling gaze, he smiled and said, "Ask you a question, who is older than Xue Ran and I."

"You are big."

[Okay, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, you also know the routine. Later you will definitely say that you and Ye Qingran are more conscientious, and then I blurt out, and then you can fix me]

"Unfortunately, I am not fooled." Tang Muchen affirmed his strength.

And play with you.

"Who is older than Ye Qingran and Xue Ran."

"Ye Qingran."

"Who is older than Ye Qingran and Rongrong."

"Ye Qingran."

"Then Ye Qingran compares with me."

This is the ultimate move, Tang Muchen smiled contemptuously, I was prepared.

"Although it seems that Ye Qingran has a big conscience, sister Yuehua's victory is in other respects. I like it the most anyway."

Tang Muchen made a promise.

"Okay." Tang Yuehua's face burst into a moving smile.

"Who is older than Xue Ran and Rong Rong."

"Of course it is Rongrong."

Tang Muchen thought without hesitation.

Finally passed, Tang Muchen let go of his mind.

But in the next second, Tang Muchen found that Tang Yuehua's eyes changed.

A white mist appeared in his room.

This is the realm of the noble circle, Tang Yuehua's innate realm.

"Sister Yuehua, is this?"

Tang Yuehua sneered after releasing the domain.

"Good, you Tang Muchen."

"Comparing us with Xue Ran Rongrong was not comparable at that time. I also had a tentative element in comparing me with Ye Qingran. I know you will coax me, but the ultimate move is in the end."

"So, you have touched it."

Bad and dangerous.

Red alert.

Tang Muchen felt the crisis of life and death sincerely.

But this can’t be explained, let me go.

Seeing Tang Yuehua approaching, Tang Muchen looked helplessly at the sky.

"Sister Yuehua, I want to ask, can you stop beating your face, or tap it lightly."

"I'm sorry, I won't choose either."

"A big whip fifty meters long."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, Ya Mi Die can compete."

———————————— The dividing line that has not been seen for a long time.

As a result, Tang Muchen was bullied in the noble circle domain.

Leather whip candles burn oil, one by one.

It is really sad.

Tang Muchen thought hard in his heart.

When I get stronger, I must hit your ass.

Beat on the left, beat on the right, let's exercise together.

But there is a long way to go.

And today, Tang Yuehua made herself unable to sleep with her and she could only sleep alone.

Crying.