Doomsday Pavilion

Lin *pure black iron rooster *sorrowful,

"Emmmmmm, I have deceived your dad after I have finished learning. Should the wedding be considered in Yanhuishan? The price is favorable! Food and wine! Hot spring baths! Large bonfire party! All night party! Huge capacity! Convenience and hiding to do whatever you want! Everything is available! I can even plant lavender in advance near Yanhui Mountain. It is free of charge as a gift. The purple flower sea is most suitable for the classic party 10. If you are 1 or 0...Cough cough cough the previous sentence Just ignore it-but the wedding venue or something, please consider it seriously!!"

It turned out to be here waiting for me...

For the first time, Si Kong really felt that "you can do whatever you want if you have money" is right.

I thought that I really have to thank you first before I am right?!

Sinner--

Who was the first to give the thirty-six bullshit love or something horrible? Who was the first to play with the bad idea?

Speaking out, this son promises to kill him with money!

However, since Sikong has already arrived here, it means that everything is too late, and he has pitted himself in.

This time, his attitude is extremely determined.

"If you don't go to class, you would rather die!"

Yes, that's right, Sikong Yu was forced to death, the thief had no dignity.

Sikong was speechless for a long time and said,

"Boss Lin, can you be less disciplined, don't you feel angry at all? Your attitude makes me panic..."

Huang Dashan forced to add drama,

"Oh, this is... the feeling of heart..."

Lin Chou said seriously,

"How much do you think is appropriate to sell anger?"

No one who is angry or so personally marries Young Master Sagong... No, there is no such thing as a person who personally marries everyone Bai to Sagong!

——I feel refreshed both physically and mentally.

It's better to be a witness or something, and get revenge after making money, tusk.

Sikong could see that Lin's eyes were very abnormal.

But now to say the words of this young man, is he really gay, will there be a kind of trying to cover up and explain forcibly that there is no silver three hundred taels here?

Eyeballs rolled, weak,

"Five cents can't be more."

Chen Qingyu over there just slapped her hands in applause, can’t wait to say,

"Teacher Shen, when will we start class?"

Shen Daru, who had been ignored for a long time, had a kind of "satisfied" light flashing in his eyes.

(Hehe, starting today:

Master Haihuang, Lin Chou, and Sikong, the wealthy boy, are students of Shen, who is the direct line of the entire Ancient Literature Research Association. The president wants to see, who would dare not give us research funds?)

(and many more...)

(Sikong is my student now, who would look at the face of Fanwei? Secretary Qin's iron cock, go to hell!)

Thinking of this, the smile on Shen Daru's face grew stronger.

"Ah, don't worry, wait, there are still people who haven't arrived."

Lin Chou blinked,

"Eh hi? Anyone else? Who..."

Shen Daru said unpredictably,

"You will know when you come, the fate is wonderful."

Huang Dashan muttered,

"It's not... the cold tyrannosaurus deity..."

The guy watching the excitement can't wait to sew the beak on this product.

Shen Daru shuddered, and his smile gradually disappeared.

Sikong smiled and said,

"If it doesn't exist, Sister Qing Yu won't be so stupid, she will just tear the person apart in the cold... Fuck!!"

Sikong cursed.

Sikong swears.

Unscientific~

Following Sikong's gaze, everyone burst into foul language in various gestures:

"Fuck."

"Fuck?"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck..."

Leng Han, here comes.

Until Leng Han walked in front of him, no one dared to speak, or even gasped.

Even Shen Daru remained motionless at a 45-degree angle looking at the sky to reduce his sense of existence.

Leng Han walked to the side of Lin Chou, with a gentle lip corner expression on his face.

"Why are you squatting here?"

She said that she actually bent down and sat on the threshold with Lin Chou.

Everyone: (꒪ཫ꒪)

——What the hell?Is the prestigious Tyrannosaurus so approachable?

Leng Han reached out and twisted a crab claw from Lin Chou's crab.

"Crack, click."

"Well, it's a bit spicy, sizzle..."

"But it's delicious!"

Lin Chou: "..."

It took a long time to reply stiffly,

"Ah, it's all for you, have you had breakfast?"

"not yet..."

Lin Chou got up,

"You eat first, I'll get you something."

"Um... click, click..."

Leng Han held the crab that Lin Chou had half-eaten in his hand, and ate it gracefully, peeling the crab shells and removing the crab claws, dexterously.

The scene was quiet.

After eating for a while, she suddenly raised her head.

"You guys, are looking at me."

Declaring the sentence, there was genuine ice ball in the voice, and the crowd quickly began to freeze.

"Haha, no no..."

"how is this possible!"

"Look at you, where do we dare, ah, I didn't mean that..."

Looking at Leng Han's eyebrows, the eyebrows gradually raised, and Sikong, who was still the worst resistant to cold, came out to take control.

He said casually,

"Hey, why are you wearing formal suits and leather armor today..."

——"?"

Everyone's livers are trembling, damn Young Master Sikong, don't make a big death, what is the problem with you...

Sikong made a motion of looking into the room with a probe, and when he lowered his voice, he sounded like a mosquito hum.

"That guy, secretly told me the other day that you are wearing a beautiful black dress, and your eyes are bright!"

——"..."

silence.

Thrilling fifteen seconds.

Leng Han said,

"none of my business."

"Ziyu, stay here, I'll go in to eat, hungry."

After speaking, he turned around and walked in, leaving everyone with an indifferent back.

Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, secretly complaining,

"I'm so fucking in my heart."

"This is so special... it's really fake..."

"The ghost knows what I saw just now!"

Sikong muttered to himself,

"The one that doesn't exist... the unscientific... what's the matter... how can it be like this?"

Chen Qingyu smacked and asked suddenly,

"Master Shen, do you still use this lesson from Boss Lin?"

Leng Han had eaten the leftover crabs that Lin Chou had eaten for a long time. There were no blind people among this group.

Huang Dashan said hey,

"Still a fart class, the one who won Cold Tyrannosaurus out of this master-level [Pop Girl Guide] is not too much?"

Song Qingyun was the first to respond,

"Snatch to buy--I'm definitely rushing to buy! Seniors, idols, awesome!"

"Wait a minute, Lieutenant General Leng seemed to say something about Ziyu..."

"Fucking, when did you come, Young Master Ziyu?!"

After Leng Han came, he stood directly across from everyone, but Ziyu still had no sense of existence:

"Hehe, I heard it all."

This matter can never be solved by a barbecue.

...

In the shop.

Leng Han looked annoyed at the half-eaten red rice dumplings in his hand.

Why did you pick it up?

Why did you eat it?

Why didn't you think about rejection?

What to do, they are all talking about it, what a shame!

Lin Chou yelled from the kitchen.

"Do you still eat ham rice balls this time?"

"eat."

Leng Han himself was stunned, and suddenly he covered his face with grief and despair.

——My face is so hot!