Doomsday Pavilion

Academician Lao Hu took out his laptop and cracked down everything, and shamelessly asked Wei Qingyu to "contribute" the White Horse Arrow for a period of time, so that the research institute could conduct a full set of analysis and testing.

Baimajian twisted himself into an S shape and then into a B shape after Wei Qingyu for a while. He didn't catch a cold with the salivating expressions of Lao Hu and Blast Furnace. Whoever dared to stretch his paw would just pull it back unceremoniously. The spirituality is amazing. .

Su Yourong and Wei Qingyu were talking very intimately,

"Wow... it's amazing..."

Wei Qingyu scratched Su Yourong's nose and smiled without saying a word.

Lin Chou suddenly felt that this "laughing but silent" expression seemed to resemble the "maternal glory" that often appeared in the novels in memory, the kind that was very loving.

Wei Tianxing dangled his big belly one step at a time and leaned towards him.

"forest..."

Lin Chou held out a finger,

"Don't ask, Miaolongtang is coming next month."

"..."

The fat man is a bit embarrassed, uh, did the old man write everything on his face?Is it so easy to be seen?

He patted Lin on the shoulder with great relief.

"Boy, you have a heart, you really have a heart. From now on, whoever dares to touch half of your hair, Fatty, I will chase him to the end of the world, and dig out the ashes of his eighteenth generation of ancestors to crush your hairs— —Fatman, I’m so touched, woooo...it’s...it’s literally...first Qingyu and then Fatty me...huh???"

Sack of balls!

Wei Tianxing was shocked, shocked and shocked.

"Wucao, don't you... have any weird ideas? Hastily... I can tell you that although Fatty I really like you, but absolutely not! There is a cold girl Isn’t that enough? Don’t be too greedy! Of course, if you can handle Prince Leng’s old...people, I can’t just turn one eye and close one eye..."

Lin Chou: "???"

At this moment, the corner of Wei Qingyu's eyes just swept across the center of the two of them, and Fat Master and Lin Chou both had their backs and scalp numb.

"Ahaha, the weather is so good today~"

"The clear sky, the sun is shining on me with a forty-five degree angle of sorrow, hahaha..."

After Lin Chou said this, he squeezed out a few words from his teeth in a very low voice.

"Fat man, your imagination is really rich enough. There are always people who want to marry me...ah no, there are always people who want to marry my little public, right — really, if you don’t tonight I was beaten up by Sister Qing Yu, and I will give your last name."

Wei Tianxing's face is mmp-from today, Fat Master, I want to practice a closed mantra, don't stop me!

The rest of the people left soon, they were all busy people. Mingguang still had a lot of things to wait for them to make up their minds. Only Leng Hanwei Qingyu and the high-speed rail were left.

The high-speed rail held a card very reservedly,

"Tomahawk steak, sea stone cauliflower custard, salt-baked chicken, toothy wolf sashimi... Forget it, as long as I can eat it, I will have it."

He suddenly laughed,

"Wow khaka ka... I was going to eat with Grandpa, now it's all mine! Wonderful!"

Wei Qingyu looked at him,

"Young man, your thoughts are very dangerous. Your grandfather knows that, I am afraid that he will be carrying a big hammer to push you from Lushan to Zhengximen~"

The high-speed rail smile gradually disappeared,

"No no, my grandpa is actually very good."

The corners of Wei Qingyu's lips slightly provoked and ignored him.

"Yourong, how's your time here?"

Su Yourong said joyfully,

"Very good, Sister Shihu and Chizhi are kind to me~"

Seeing Lin Chou turned to the kitchen to cook high-speed rail meals, Su Yourong whispered,

"Wet Tiger always treats me as a child, and rubs my head, hum!"

Leng Han smiled.

Wei Qingyu directly knocked Su Yourong's brain and knocked Leng Han's chestnut again.

Leng Han glared at Su Yourong's grievance.

Wei Qingyu hates that iron cannot become steel,

"Two silly girls! Shouldn't that female giant be divided into a hostile camp? It's really hopeless to laugh out of it..."

Leng Han was taken aback, his expression disdainful, and he touched the extremely dense metal hidden in his sleeve.

"She couldn't beat me before, now, huh..."

Wei Qingyu was speechless.

"If a fight can grab a man, what else do you have to do with your breasts---Bah, what the hell is the old lady talking about!"

Su Yourong pinched her small chin, her slender fingers and frown tightly, a melancholy expression.

"But Sister Chizhi's breasts are indeed huge... Wet Tiger calls her big breasts sister directly... I... I'm miserable..."

After finishing speaking, he looked down at his chest, his head down in despair.

Wei Qingyu gritted his teeth and muttered,

"She's also called breasts... just hang two watermelons on it..."

Pat Su Yourong's head,

"You are still young, it doesn't matter how small..."

Wei Qingyu's eyes swept over subconsciously, and she stayed on Su Yourong for half a second, withdrawing her eyes quickly as if she had been stung by a wasp.

(Mom, ma yeah... why is it bigger than my old mother, what kind of sin did my old mother do...)

Master Qing Yu finished choking back with difficulty and sluggishness.

"Well, it's not called small, it's called potential. How can men not like the joy of raising and growing up with one hand?"

Leng Han's eyes flickered, full of doubt.

Su Yourong's big eyes are shining bolingboling,

"Really??"

(Wei Qingyu: Fake! They are all fake!!! Uuuuu...)

Master Qing Yu forcibly endured the tears in his eyes and nodded against his heart.

"Well, You Rong is still young, there are still more than ten years... to develop."

Su Yourong shook a fist,

"Yeah! Sister Qing Yu and Sister Leng Han are the goals I want to surpass-hee hee, I'm going to help wet tiger!"

Bounced away.

"..."

"..."

Wei Qingyu and Leng Han were speechless.

Wei Qingyu said,

"Little Bingcube, there is motivation only when there is pressure, you have to work hard, you know."

Leng Han lowered his head with a puzzled expression.

"Not by talent?"

Wei Qingyu's expression suddenly became serious.

"No, your attitude is terribly wrong. As a sister, I have to tell you well... Hey... Where's my hazelnuts? Where do you put them... Do you have hazelnuts in your pocket? Last time you wore this When I was putting on the clothes, I saw you secretly filled half a bag, don't think that my sister didn't see it, hand it over!"

"..."

"Eh yo... my tooth... what kind of hazel is this... why is it golden?"

Leng Han said quietly,

"I forgot..."

Leng Han's expression suddenly became sneaky, looking around with a guilty conscience, and whispered,

"That little girl in Yourong... how can it be so powerful, how is it possible!"

"My old lady is also wondering... and the giantess inside, whose breasts can directly smash people to death..."

Leng Han made a circle,

"Do you think he only likes this?"

"Sure, silly girl, men don't like big ones!"

"It's form... forget it... really?"

"Why lie to you..."

Leng Han hesitated, his brows were a little sad.

"It's different to say... weird... Besides, it will affect the battle... It is easy to lose balance!"

"???"

Leng Han blushed and whispered,

"I...I usually wear heavy armor or tie it up..."

"!!!"

"Then now?"

Nodding shyly.

Wei Qingyu's eyes turned back and forth between herself and Leng Han, and a mood called salted fish suddenly came to her heart.

After bragging to others for a long time, I didn't know that I was the youngest one!

My old lady treats you as a sister, but you, but you!

"Sister Qingyu...Huh... why are you crying..."

"Hehe, there is sand, my eyes are lost."

"Hanhan~"

"Ok?"

"Come here, come here, my sister will show you something good... Get closer... um..."

"what..."

"Wow! It's also the nine-year compulsory education. Why can you tell me if you secretly went to the cram school without telling my old mother, my old mother strangled you, a plastic sister!!"

"..."