My little mom is the richest man

"You ... I ..." I don't know how to look at a serious wind, I can make a joke, I can get the past, just that the dark eyes are deep and the pain is painful? He is a cheerful and simple person. Even in this crisis is heavy, the Bao Yun's deep palace will not be reversed against his own mind, and come to the heart, casually, and why see him so much, is afraid Do you reject your own? It's not to know his thoughts in these years, but it is only a dangerous thing about the truth of the palace, let alone the world's life can be said that he doesn't want to learn the seriousness. Sorry, not only for the gap between the two people, but also for the waters of the water, in order to bring the disaster of the water, Gu Zhuo can only take her first ...

The chicken sounds, and the sky is slightly bright, and it will live in the evening. During the stagnant atmosphere, the whispering fox was twisted while the door was low, and the wings were careless to see a male and one male and a female eye droplet turned into a few turns. These two people, one is full of blood, one is a hundred turn, thousands of times, no words, this moment is filled with a strange quiet, instead of whether it is because this is a strange silence, Suddenly becoming more and more make people no longer ignore.

Chaoyang is rising, and the morning shower is full of people. The two people have sprinkled with the orange-red rays on the cheeks of the two people. They fell in both hands connected, and they heard the embarrassment of the ear, and the hands suddenly became loose, such as hot rushing back .

"I ... I ... here is nothing, the slaves should be done, the slaves have retired!" Gu Yongbo lowered his head and did not dare to look at the face of the wind, his hands were tight, and he did not say it. Give the opportunity to talk to the other party, I am in a hurry after Fu Li.

"Slave ...? Hey!" I have no choice but to see a bamboo house, I'm looking at the bamboo house. "This night, I am so tired! I am tired, follow you!" Tone Turning That white fox said: "I am gone, this is given to this little thing, huh, hice ... I have a good three brothers, don't let the fox give it!"

"Hey!" Looking at the black backs that slowly away, the little fox squatted, and the hair was called: What happened to the fox? The fox hurts you? What is our foxes are discriminated against? Again, how is she like a fox? Is she beautiful?

"... ... ..." was a big half-hour, it was a bit tired, the little fox was lazy, there was a mouthful: Hey! Do you say that you like this Muqiu? Shops must be entangled with other women, what? I see that you don't even want to be with my owner.

The little fox is half-eyed to look at the closed door, a burst of pain, it is not grievances, all the small crazy runs to bully people, and they have not slept. In this plan, Muqiu has gone to take himself, and I will take the millennium to her, who makes our foxes? It is a bit separated by it. He is bits a bit drop, and there is a revenge! How do you know that this fox is fine, and it is good! very good! Xinxiang old hate, everyone walks!