God of Life

The list was in hand, but Wang Yan was not in a hurry to sort it out.

Take a look around 1am and simply wash your face to sleep.

When they woke up in the morning, the sand carvers quickly came to the door and said, "Boss, let's go, punch in the picture! ”

“Just take a picture of the girl. What do you want? ”

The sand sculptures were too motivated. Wang Yan was a little confused.

Ruyu hey Bad smile: “Oops, be handsome, be tall, turn back to the circle of friends and Weibo, there will be a girl to talk to..."

“Really!”

Chuan Wan nodded dead: “Since I used your Paramese selfie as my avatar, I can talk to my sister about whatever social software I want. Thieves are popular! ”

Dutch beans tear it down immediately: "And then as soon as I heard it wasn't yours, I said goodbye. ”

“That's my brother's honesty. The next time anyone asks, I'll laugh and let her guess! ”

Kawawa was anxious to distinguish, and accidentally revealed the muddled path in her heart.

“You...”

Wang Yan shook his head, sighed and took care of the men.

But age is here, and hunger is the norm.

Thinking about it, Major Wang decided to teach them a little experience.

“Take pictures, don't compare to scissors, now that men are the thieves;

Ask girls how much to structure, how many long legs to slap, muscle developed as much dew meat as possible, such as jade... like jade you can only shoot back.

Then the style of the circle of friends should be as uniform as possible, with less exposure to their own information, and the text should be tall.

The aim is to attract as much curiosity as possible, so learn to keep the hook... ”

The sand sculptures concentrate on God. Listen, the little eyes are thirsty.

As Yu couldn't wait to ask, "Brother, how can you keep the hook? Have a demonstration! ”

“Okay, I'll show you. Ruyu, you come here. ”

Master Wang went online and held Ruyu directly to the couch in front of the landing window and sat down with the purpose of teaching.

“With this glass of wine in your right hand, naturally, with your left hand on the parchment, looking out the window. ”

Do it like a jade.

Wang Yan found an angle from the back of the side, clicked on it, and included the forest outside the window, the hot spring, and the small half of the side face of Ruyu. The red wine on his right hand showed only a small corner.

Symbol: Clear sky, lake light, but I'm so dirty, miserable! (Laughing and crying)

The photos were basically unadorned and sent out straight away.

Several sand sculptures busily pulled out a circle of friends that looked like jade and suddenly burst into shock.

“Shit! I really didn't expect Ruyu to have anything to do with style one day..."

“Kind of handsome! ”

“Big Brother Bull Batch!!! Unconscious!!! ”

The sand sculptures themselves cannot figure it out, but they are not blind. In contrast to the style of Yu's former circle of friends, it is obvious that they can distinguish between high and low grades.

Ruyu was on his knees. He threw up his tongue and shook his tail. “Brother, where's the hook? What am I gonna do next? ”

Master Wang grinned and the messenger arrived.

“A low-ranking girl would basically ask you," Why are you talking dirty? "That's good!

And then you can go back, "See that glass of wine?" Do you think it's worthy of the view?

If the girl answers: Yes.

And you tell her, "Yet it's a '82 gaze."

If the girl answers: It's a little strange.

You just tell her, "I felt wrong when I put it up. I knew it would be better to replace it with a '82 Coke!"

And with a (crying) expression, OK, we can officially start the conversation. ”

“Shit! ”

The sand sculptures stared and sighed.

“Tall, really tall! ”

“Big brother, no wonder you have so many girls around you, you are so fucking nervous! ”

Wang Dashao waved modestly: “Where, this is just a little basic psychological application, using the girl's exploratory psychology for simple reverse testing.

What's really troublesome is how to analyze the test results and how to apply the targeted symptoms.

Then you need experience...

Of course, you just have to practice harder and never worry about finding a girlfriend. ”

The theoretical master Wang set one set, frightened the sand sculptures.

Everyone was anxious to go to NetRed Pool to play cards, but now there is no rush, surrounded by the master, please teach the true scripture.

Wang Yan had a big mess to do. There was no place for idleness and sand sculptors to brag, wave and slap people.

“Get the fuck out of here, do what you have to do! Are you waiting for the Book of Truth? ”

If Yu hugs Wang Yan's thighs, he won't let go: “Brother, you are dying. Poor little brothers are dying. Please, pull the brothers! ”

“Get rid of the girl and beat her up again. ”

Young Master Wang greeted everyone: “Turn around and open a small class for you! ”

“Okay! ”

The brothers were overjoyed and went up to erect Ruyu and carry Wang Yan's suite.

Brother Song Chen landed at the end and asked Wang Yan: "Brother, why don't you go up there? ”

Wang Dazhao waved: “I'm not interested in taking pictures. Go ahead, I have some business to take care of. ”

“Easy...” Dutch beans persuaded.

“Later, if I have time, I'll go up myself. ”

Wang Yan continued to refuse.

They said nothing more and turned around and went out.

The door was closed and Wang Yan didn't show up. The sand sculptures were a little slutty for the boys.

“What, Brother Wang isn't coming?! ”

“Yes, everyone go. What's the point of wang staying alone? ”

“Who's gonna scream again? Big Brother is not here, it's hard to play! ”

Lin Weiwei came upstairs and ordered Wang Yan to eat.

Seeing so many people gathered in the hallway, he asked Song Chen: “Where's Wang Yan, handsome boy? Didn't you come out with me? ”

Deterred by the bright and atmospheric beauty of Lim Weiwei, the sand sculptures instantly shut up and whispered the measure.

"" Brother Wang said he had some business to take care of, "replied Song Chen." He's not going to join us. ”

Lin Weiwei nodded: “Thank you, I know. ”

Turn around and retreat. Don't knock on the door to disturb Wang Yan.

The sand sculpture boys watched Lin Weiwei come and go in a hurry and finally realized.

“Shit! Are we blocking the door, breaking the boss's good thing?! ”

“MMP, will you get beat up?! ”

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and suddenly they broke apart and rushed downstairs.

The squirrel's heart cautioned, “Don't come back till noon if you don't want to die, you hear me? ”

“Don't worry, we're not stupid! ”

Everyone swore a spell, but their little eyes lit the fire of bears' gossip, squeezing each other's eyebrows.

The same question is obviously in my mind, but no one dares to ask.

Brother Wang, are you coming one at a time, or... to pack together?!

Poor Young Master Wang, quietly and quietly thought about working in the room, but every day he dropped a large pot and sturdy buttoned his head.

The sand sculptors speculated, not at all.

After breakfast, Fu Yushi and Lin Weiwei checked out and went straight back to Starling City. They were going to catch a plane and the journey was very complicated.

Knowing that Wang Yan was busy, simply save the condom and say goodbye.

And Major Wang Dazhao, is opening his mouth to hundreds of beautiful information.

Facial value 95, body 83, special 62...

Face value 92, body 88, special 43...

Face value 90, body 93, special 27...

My God, what demons are these?!