I really don't want to read files

In the weekend class QQ group, Lin Xiaoxian is downloading each subject review outline, ready to take print.

These outlines are not all schools, have a large part of the learning committee to collect online, some are more comprehensive and accurate than schools, and the most critical is more context than the school. It is very convenient to remember.

It must be said that Zhou Jia is really a good learning committee.

Lin Xiaoxian looked at the progress bar running, slightly in a daze, and the mind of Zhou Jia was seriously showing, and the corner of the mouth was not hung.

The review information is just downloaded, and Lin Xiaoxian is ready to print, seeing Mu Changqing on the sofa in calling.

She is not Chinese, nor English, but the monster of rumbery.

Lin Xiaoxian's side ear slightly listened for a while, it seems to be Russian.

This makes Lin Xiaoxian a little curious.

He won't go out for a while, and pick up an orange from the fruit basket, then sit down next to Mu Changqing, peeling, while waiting for her.

"@ # ¥!% ..."

"% * @% ...."

Encrypted calls, don't understand, Xiaoyan himself is not skilled, and there are some knots in the whole process.

Mu Changqing is worthy of Mu Changqing, and the call is not concentrated. When I look at the outside, I will open my mouth and refer to the oranges in his hand.

BIU ~

Mu Changqing leaned against the sofa, Lin Xiaoxian leaned against the sofa, threw a parabolic in the hand of the orange petals.

When the little , when the eyes were full, the white neck was looked up. He took it in his mouth.

Lin Xiaoxian is a bit speechless. If it is not an elder, he wants her to listen to it.

Mu Changqing continued to call, Lin Xiaoxian continued to be inspected.

BIU ~ BIU ~

The orange is finished, and there is almond, the almond is finished, and there is a plum ...

"Xiaoxian Xiaoxian!"

"What?"

The phone is finally finished, but still relying on the armrest of the sofa, the finger is pressed in the lower lip, full of eyes look:

"Come, we continue ~"

"The phone is finished, I don't have any hands?"

"It's fun!"

"You can't play, you can throw it out."

At this time, Xiaoyan's eyes are very careful, and I found a bag of rumored cooked.

"Then! That can also play!"

"That's not."

"Why?" Xiaoyan mood, tender, seeing outside, I wanted to pinch.

"Hu bean is too much to fart, or stinky."

"You will fart, I never put!"

"Are you awkward?"

"I am a fairy!"

The fairy will not fart, the fairy is outside, and it should be fragrant.

Mu Changqing slammed the fine red eyebrows, and he didn't listen to Lin Xiaoxian Hu.

Not very hard, soft feet are grabbed by big hands, but the profit is alive, and it is small and beautiful.

"This time, look at me again!"

"Hey, do you think that your smell is very fun ..."

"Lin Xiaoxian, you say my stink!"

Mu Changqing is angry, and the little foot that is held in the hand is struggling. When the foot is on the back, it is twisted, and the toe is finished and the nail oil is hidden in the nail oil in the hips. People color.

The palm of the palm is delicate and smooth, and Lin Xiaoxian actually has a silk.

Looking at the firing round, the warm skin tone is dissipated with the black nylon silk, and Mu Changqing's beautiful little feet have a heart-free and strange.

"Cough, it's okay, don't make trouble ..." Lin Xiaoxian let go, and then find that he is actually reluctant.

"Who let you say that I am stinky ..." Mu Changqing also felt a little different, it seems that the toss is very powerful, the only legs are so long, you can feel the breath of Lin Xiaoxian lightly sprayed in his own foot, some hot hot Itch.

"I am a late generation, the child's rumor does not, your feet is actually not stinking at all, okay?"

"No! It's still fragrant."

"Yes, not stinking, and fragrant."

It is not entirely of her, just when she is holding her feet, Lin Xiaoxian does not only not smell a smell, but the nose is always fascinated by the wild rose.

This made Lin Xiaoxian couldn't help but in the heart, he was now a bit metaphylism, and Xiao Yan should make a few times like this, sooner or later, it is going to abandon the metamorphosis preparatory service into metamorphosis.

Lin Xiaoxian is still young, but also does not want to become a complete body, but also want to continue to be a mentally healthy spiritual boy.

"Yes, I almost forgot, Xiaoyu, where did you call? Which door is?"

"Russian."

It's really Russian.

"But I am not good, I won't shoot." Xiaoyan honestly admitted the disadvantage, Zhang Wei gave Lin Xiaoxian looked at his little tongue.

"So who is you calling? Is it the roommate of the bears?"

"No, it is Monica."

"Is Monica not mixed with Germany? She said Russian?"

"Yes, she grows up in Russia, the native language is Russian."

Mu Changqing said before, Monica is silent, but it is not a saying that it is often possible to talk with Russian and people.

"Then do you call her with her?"

"Nothing, talk about my life in this time ... Oh, the thing you manage before, it is she borrowed myself."

"Ah? What attitude is she?"

"She ... didn't talk, anyway, I don't care, Monica has a cool black box, there is a firepower, and it is not missing."

"..."

Lin Xiaoxian listened to his face.

Black box ... Russia ... fire ...

Xiaoyan lives in the other side of the ocean, really full of magical atmosphere ...

In that magical place, I have a magical life with my little sister, Lin Xiaoxian is inferior, this Monica will not be a magical woman?

I don't seem to have a movie, and the protagonist can kill the world for a beloved weapon.

Monica will not be handled by Lin Xiaoxian because of his own things, then take the armed helicopter airborne door ...

Lin Xiaoxian thought here quickly swayed.

No, the movie is a movie, the reality is reality, can't make your own mind, you can't think about your mind ...

Xiaoxian. "

"Say."

"I am tired, I seem to be hungry."

"..."

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Zhou family.

Dad, eat. "

"..."

Zhou Ai Tumbles are sitting on a rocking chair, and the eyes are stagnant staring at the TV and have not promised.

Zhou Jia frowned and shouted loudly:

"dad!"

"Ah ...?"

"time to eat."

"Oh, come ..."

I didn't know what happened in these two days. Zhou Jia found that the father Zhou Aimin had a bit unspeak.

Not only that, but every time at the dinner table, always move towards himself.