My little mom is the richest man

"Ha?! What ...?" Xu Xiangyun was in this moment to wake up from the intoxication, but he was asked by Gu Zhuo, and I didn't know how to answer.

"Hey ... They can't give me the piano ... (Sobbing)" Ming Yunjun suddenly raised his head, his eyes showed tears, lifting the hand, accused everyone "she! He! She ... they still force me to dance (sobbing) I won (sobbing) they still play ... ... liar! Everyone lie to me, ... ah ... "Written, the tears are actually desirable It's hard to stop, a string of bone is divided from the eyes, and turn the head and continue to be buried in the wind and snow.

"Reassure! Your natural will only be yours, others are grabbing." One hand gently held the Mingyue, with the back of the ridge, turning to the eye, Xu Xiangyun, just realized Xu Xiangyun, the first: "Girl is ritual!"

I thought it would definitely not give my face, but I greeted myself. Xu Xiangyun was shocked. It was said that the horse congratulated but the style was a gift: "The son is ritual!"

"Ningzi drunk a few cups today, and there is a joke, and she will pay for it in this way."

Not finished, but see the four original shames on the stage, the scholastic, Qi Qi, is difficult to cover up, and everyone is also a piece. How could this be? If the gods, the general man is actually the husband of this drunken girl! This kind of people are gotten by this stinky girl, and the heavens are not confident!

"Everyone is ready to understand that the nephew is very tight to this ancient Qun, in the case of unbearable, hope that the girl is forgiven, retreats for one or two, willing to use it with the girl."

"This ..." Xu Xiangyun, a pair of eyes and hooks to see the wind, the snow, thinking about it: I should be generous to retreat, give your eyes a good impression, or refused to maintain your own face?

"Oh! Isn't it aqi? Go back, how many three less can you still have less? As for what you fall here and those who have no unclear women don't worry?" Gu traffic wave is impatient. , ,

"No! It is mine! It is mine!" Mingyue is again angry again, the rise of the small mouth fork, watch the wind, Xueyang: "You don't believe me! I said it is mine, why do you change it with them?" Turning, pointing to stream: "There is you! Who is a strong? You are boring! Your family is boring!"

"Oh ... this *** said that the slaves did not do nothing. Just ... Although the sisters who come to participate in this Huachi contest are all the wind, but we have to get what you want, It is, you can't do it, you will not be able to take it! You still have a thousand gold, you still have a thousand gold! This piano is owned by the slaves, it is not clean, not dare to pollute The promity of the respect! "Xu Xiangyun laughed, and the next thing was a cold cream, and the remaining three women were also indignant. As long as they are long-eyed people, they are angry!

"Yun! Rolling back ...!" The champion is also coming from the anger of the four people on the stage. In fact, I can't resentment, now in this person, most of them are the ministers of the four delicate skirts on the stage, but the four people on the stage are women's women, and the flowboo is said to have people with others. The supporters give a sin!