Reborn Spoiled Ming Wangfei

Chapter 157: Play (2)

“All right, Mu Jin, since when have you been nagging like your brother?” Blue Phantom is helpless.

“Who's like her?” Blue ink strings and flowers spoke in unison, and when they were finished, they found themselves staring at each other in the same way.

“Why are you two so tacit?” Feather displacement was also amused by the simultaneous expression of the two of them, laughing and amusing.

“Who's got a sense of humor with her?” The two men spoke in unison, but their faces turned a little red, which seemed very embarrassing.

“Still refuting? Look, isn't that consistent with the movement? You guys look like a couple!” Feathers drifted away from the big smile, he was a busy man in the river and lake, and the fun of this kind of joke came with an open mouth, and everyone understood that he would not be angry.

“I also think it's good. I don't like it when people read it. Only Sister Mu Tin thinks it suits me like a brother!” Blue phantoms also buzzed with feathers.

“Sister, how did you learn to run away from the river and the lake?” The flower body used to grasp the white snow on the ground as a group and smashed it into blue phantom, but the snow group had not yet reached the Blue phantom before it was dispersed by the wind wings. If it was someone else's flower body, it would still refuse to spare to continue torturing the blue phantom, but at first glance it was the wind wings, the flower body poured better than everyone else.

“Yeah, don't take your sister away from me. Besides, just like the county chief, enter my Blue House door and don't upset the Blue House!” Blue ink strings are also very depressing to say, since he was a kid, he played with the flower body to make a scene, and he still knows the character of the flower body.

“Blue ink string, what do you mean? You make it clear to the county master!” The flower body dumped the snow group toward the blue ink string, the blue ink string was thrown all over the head of the white snow and the flower body made a scene, and eventually even the feathers fled and the dark three joined the battle to throw the snow group.

“You want to play?” Windfield looked at Blue Phantom and looked at them crystal bright and asked, "If you miss to play, you can stay with him, but don't end with them, what if they accidentally hurt to miss?

Blue Phantom shook her head, excitedly stood in place and watched Blue Ink String and others play, watching the show wantonly, maybe the experience was too dark, the mentality became old, in her view this group of friends wantonly play too fun.

And Wind Wing Xuan looked at Blue Phantom happy to watch, and from time to time he would attack several of them with a dark pinched snow group, and Wing Xuan deliberately attacked them each time very wolf, and he himself stood beside Blue Phantom, watching the girl because a few wolves laughed happily and pulled the corner of her mouth, and then continued to abuse a few people to play, so in the end, Blue Phantom happy to watch, Wind Xuan happy to see Blue Phantom happy himself, and the worst of all was that they were, freezing to death, not to mention that the whole person attacked by the Wind Xuan was miserable, and sadly, no one felt questioning the Wind Xuan.

It's getting late in the fun of everyone, and everyone is prepared to spend the night in the wild. Wind and blue ink string books are military camp residents are very ordinary. Feathers are also people in the river and lake, and they are rare and relaxed. Even though the flowers tend to be county owners, they are proud of themselves, but they don't care, so everyone looks at Blue Phantom.

Blue Phantom knows that you are afraid that you will not adapt but do not explain, but come to the dark three to help support the tent. Blue Phantom supports the tent with skill. At first glance, people who often stay in the wild will become so familiar. Although there is doubt in their hearts, they also slightly relax their hearts.