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Linglong Banquet, peach blossom forest, Ning Chen went to his position, only a simple table, a simple futon.

It's like the owner knows his nature, and it is specially prepared.

Little lotus is sitting on his shoulder, cold face, and his hands are not awkward.

"The skin is illusory, this means saying that my long phase is illusory or abstract?"

The system says: "It may be your beauty, it is the same in this world, beauty is the same as the illusion."

Bai Weiwei touched the chin, "Although this is to get my words, listen is particularly cool."

The system silently took out a "self-love madness and one hundred self-praise".

Flownamely spend the health of the thirtie private house, it is worth it.

Look at the host is happy.

There is no longer the side of Ning Chen.

A horizontal lounger.

No one sitting.

The servant has come over more than a drink.

Ning Chen did not respond, he looked in the depths of the peach blossom, the edge, the frozen fancy, a piece of ribbon, and rushed around the entire palace.

He looked for a while and found that the ear was too quiet.

The little lotus flower is sicking all the way, and suddenly, it is a bit not used to it.

He lightly eyes, see Xiaohuu's hands chest, lips, drums, like a small squirrel stuffed with pine cones.

The teenager is indivisive.

She is like a spot, and she also looked at him, then snort, turned a body, and did not look at him.

Ning Chen also faintly smashed, and it seems that I can't understand her.

See the eating food on the table.

In addition to drinks, these are uncommon gourmets on weekdays.

The Linglong Presbyter will prepare these things every time.

Whether it is a beauty or an illusion or gold and silver or food.

It's all do your best to hit him a desire of humanity.

He never touched.

Bai Weiwei turned to the system: "This dead bald, look at the life of the lonely life."

System: "He originally lonely for life, he is monk."

Still a great energy.

The leader of the whole Buddha Tao.

He is lonely who is elders.

Other monk secretly not lonely, no one knows.

But the man, touches everyone's heart.

If he is not alone, he has to cause more waves.

It may be that all monks will be role as an example.

Then I will marry my wife since then.

Bai Weiwei also thought that a baldness did not know his wife, so he could understand this ghost.

I haven't seen a woman in eight ages, I didn't have a woman's hand, I didn't think about something like a woman.

It's like it.

Suddenly she heard a pleasant voice, "Hungry?"

Bai Weiwei is soaked, "Starvating is not good, there is a small monster in the world, and you can be proud of you, this is your merit."

Ning Chen is still cold, so silence, only sigh: "That is hungry."

He suddenly reached out and handed it to his shoulder.

"There is a green pastry on the table, which is made of plant gadens, which is very good for plant gap."

The little lotus is dull, and the hands are bleed, and the cold is hot: "Whoever eats your broken things, death monk."

Ning Chen's face is indifferent, not speaking, "" That is enough. "

Just to withdraw your fingers.

Suddenly fingertip, the small lotus has already extended the delicate and smart small hand, grabbing his fingers, climbing his palm.

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