Witch Jane thinks he's already taken off!
Behind you are several handicapped opponents, with hundreds of eyes burning at their feet - like a basketball court on campus with blocked water.
Principal PD smiled and watched, teaching the director of blood dove shaking emotion, cultural science instructor should look Xiangxiang in the eyes and make noise with the window--
What Jane saw at first glance was when she stood guard in the crowd.
Feng Fangmiao wind, drifting for no reason.
Four meters from the ground.
Witch Jane suddenly let go.
Concept finalized in mind. He has to steadily fall, he has to land in front of Big Brother on one knee, he has to reduce the impact by 65% with the most standard speed roll, he has to stand up without a scratch, and he can easily walk toward Big Brother...
Outside the venue, the trainees suddenly opened their eyes.
The blood dove continued to shake his head: "This, little witch...”
Witch Jane's eyes were sharp and her momentum was never moving forward.
Xiangxiang suddenly covered her eyes.
Witch Jane did not move at all and seemed to be holding the ticket - until her ankles were slightly cold.
Witch Jane suddenly turned around and her pupils shrunk!
The heavenly vine came from all sides, trapped the teenager tightly from his ankle to his neck, and the original fall of the witch leaves behind, being pushed up. Dark green vines did not rip through the teenager's skin, but pressed red traces on the porcelain white background.
Immediately after the witch Jane reacted, she struggled hard, and the vine grew more and more like a giant python. The tentacle-entangled teenager was in a hurry to breathe, from the clothes to the shattered hair, the coat was simply rolled aside, the black pure cotton bottom lining was stripped in half, the abs and waistband appeared, the sea that had been lifted because he wanted to “show maturity” was abraded in the torsion, the little curly hair followed nature soft collapse, and the little round face appeared pitiful.
Outside the field suddenly falls into silence.
One second, two seconds.
The guard suddenly walked forward.
The noise exploded suddenly.
“The witch player looks good...” There are practitioners in trance.
“Have I been at the base for a long time? I can't believe I feel... very fond of little witches...”
“Is this plant refined? Damn good...”
Then Caesar shouted, "What are you looking at? This is our little witch. If you like, raise one yourself! In our white moonlight, stealing a little witch is a felony! ”
On the chair stage, Xiangxiang's cheeks turned red, seemingly unfortunate. In fact, he muttered a strange voice: “Suddenly he went from a seven-headed witch to a three-headed witch... ahhhhh! ”
Blood pigeons answered the microphone and made a serious comment: “Witch athletes have made great strides, which is too much of a whistle. It would be nice to jump. Why are you shaking your clothes and playing with your coat? We haven't had any female fans visit the base this issue. This is bullshit, it's useless! All right, next group...”
With vine delays, the first nine players in the previous group renewed their contract to reach the finish line.
The second group of players rushed up, sympathetic to the witches still holding their eyes in the sky, and panicked under the urging of their mentors.
In that compartment, the theatre operator moved a ladder from the side and was about to let someone in. He rubbed his eyes coldly: “Hey, this athlete is walking the wrong way, the off-road track is over there... Wait, where's your breathing device?! ”
The guard was deaf.
He walked faceless to the deserted vine of Witch Jane, with his fingers drawn on the root stem.
The vines suddenly skewed, and the witches rolled down the branches, stopping half a metre from the ground.
The eyes of the two are opposite.
As skilful as a demolition courier, he unraveled the cane from the witch's body, and his rough finger belly deliberately and inadvertently rubbed against the boy's red-skinned skin, blocking all eyes behind him with a straight back.
Witch Jane thought she was desperate, missed three points, and couldn't climb out of the frame!
Still in front of the boss!
If a man's pupils are flaming, his eyes rise inch by inch along the naked/exposed skin of the witch and are set on the face of the witch.
Just as Witch Jane was so depressed that she was about to drill into the ground, the guard suddenly took off her jacket and handed it over.
Witch Jane: “Big brother...”
Guardian command: "Wear. ”
Witch Jane, put your coat on quickly, your head is blank - shouldn't you be delivering water after basketball, the weather is still cold... why would you send your coat?
Soon, however, the familiar smell excited his mind to grunt and bubble, tightening his bodyguard training suit with a slightly torn arm by the vine.
On the stands, the practitioners also looked silly and talked about it all the time.
“Guardians are good enough to know to go in and save the brothers before the race! Warfare! ”
“Wait, he doesn't seem to be wearing respiratory equipment? How long has he been in there? Six minutes. Isn't that 30 seconds in the handout? Or are you holding your breath? ”
When Xiangxiang looked down the stage, she seemed to think of something and gave a slightly confused expression.
The large number of straight men present was not noticed.
Blood pigeons pick up the microphone: “Blood pressure changes are related to physical fitness, 30 seconds is the upper limit for general practitioners, and athletes can do more than you.” He looked at the eye exam report: "It takes six minutes for oxygen binding inhibition to occur, and the device must be worn within nine minutes...”
The task of distributing the equipment quickly waved to the guard: "This way, this way! ”
Seven minutes later, Witch Jane finally walked out of the Vineyard in her jacket.
Eight minutes later, the two men approached the edge of the site, and the event lifted a set of equipment, but watched as the guard walked in the opposite direction, sending the witchcraft outside the glass cover.
Witch Jane had a training jacket zipped up half way, revealing a small clavicle.
The guard suddenly lifted him up and ticked his hand again.
Witch Jane couldn't react, and her subconscious turned her head toward the man.
Horseman lifted his arm, warm and dry hands three or two removed Witch Jane's breathing device and wore it to himself.
The original clean glass cover was covered in white mist due to Witch Jane's earlier intense movement, with a tender, sweet, silky juvenile feel. Wei Shi's eyes were faint, he fixed the device and finally looked at the stunning little rabbit essence.
Skin wrapped in red marks is also rigorous and the residual breathing residue in the device temporarily soothes the agitation of the inner brutality.
With cameras all over the mountain, he's really not afraid to be put on the spot.
The bodyguard finally looked at the zipper and cautioned against going back to the track.
Outside the glass cover, Witch Jane's mind is running slowly.
The boss took his breathing apparatus.
Round - equals indirect kissing…
The heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and the mess of emotions erupted. First, Mimi's happiness, then the shame, frustration, nervousness and regret of falling over the car.
Witch Jane went to the waiting area, and a group of practitioners burst out.
“The little witch is amazing! ”
“Almost! ”
“Witch players are too hard to spell... they are all bullied by the canteen! The blood pigeon mentor said that the fastest way to run is to order a meal in the cafeteria tomorrow - the witch's last trick is not to be cool, she obviously wants to eat too much - hungry! Understandable!”
Witch Jane barely smiled: “I...”
Caesar rushed out of the slash, hugging Jane and thumbing her up: "Even though I lost my pride! Wait, Brother, go and get you a handkerchief! ”
Zoe felt emotional outside the crowd: "The Guardian is so good to our little witch. He was the one who last reduced the anesthetic gas to the little witch, and he was the one who put people down this time. You were a nurse before, weren't you? ”
Under your feet, in the training field. With the Witchcraft demonstration, none of the second batch of trainees took the “rules of the game are no rules” to the extreme. Ambush around the vines, jump up and down as apes.
When Witch Jane's gaze closely followed the guard, the boss did not slow down, but it took too much time, combined with hidden strength, eventually ranked sixth out of a group of ten.
On stage, under the urging of the blood dove, the third group followed up again.
Caesar ravaged his body and beat his muscles to the bottom of the stage. The rest of the practitioners suddenly burst into laughter and chaos.
“Grab the pie!” Caesar screamed a strange rush toward the vine, and Mingyao beside him cried weakly, "The Buddha jumped off the wall," and the crowd began to beat CALL for Mingyao.
Zuo Potang smiled and squinted his arms. Behind him he quarreled: "Spicy pot!”, "Red burning hooves"! “Fuck protein/powder, I wanna eat sashimi abalone, red roasted hippopotamus! ”
Without waiting for the blood dove to rush, more than two hundred practitioners, former servants and backwards, rushed to the stadium, and some were even confused to try to fight a second time.
The dizziness of the number of blood doves was swelling. I was about to call Xiangxiang to help me. I suddenly found out that the teacher looked in some direction with his cheek and wrote “Interesting, interesting” all over his face.
Blood Pigeon: "… should the teacher film? ”
At Xiangxiang's rejuvenation, the brush began to help several people: “Now straight men, if the emotional intelligence is low, forget it, it won't count! ”
After the Clawson show, the mountains were raging until the sun set, and the crowd suddenly reacted...
Obstacles crossed the country, everyone scored 7788, and it was stunned that no one was faster than Wei Yan, the humanoid weapon.
R-yard entertainment practitioners are precision instruments. Nutrition is usually supplemented by medication, not to mention sashimi abalone. I guess I haven't even eaten a duck blood fan soup...
When the Blood Pigeon completes the report, the scene instantly falls into a strange silence.
Wei Yan stood alone on the side of the hill, surrounded by no one.
He nodded softly to his blood pigeon mentor with his lips on his face without expression, and was stunned that no practitioner went up to talk to him.
In response to Xiangxiang's slight sigh, she was about to open her mouth and suddenly glanced at the back of the woods. The light fire transmission turned off and pushed hard from the crowd. She was slightly bright, but the witch was faster than the thin fire transmission speed!
Witch Linda ran to Wei Yan.
Wei Yan looked at him.
Witch Jane raised her hand and said, "Me, I want to grab the pie! ”
Wei Yan, nodded slowly.
Then came the thin fire: “Hey Wei, add a bowl of juice to the goose palm! ”
Wei Zhen wrote it down.
Redhead crowds: “Come on, motherfucker, it's a rare chance! This sand carving cafeteria, my brothers, eat it up! ”
The hillside paused again, the practitioner kept making noise, followed by "Brother Wei” and “Dawei”. Wei Yan was caught in the crowd. He seemed to have no emoticon name, but his eyes could count as nervous.
Genetically modified somatic emotions are not evident. Apart from the same kind, almost no one can tell.
The guardian retracted his gaze, crossed the crowd and looked to the witch Jane.
Witch Jane was looking at the crowd with her head stretched out, not paying attention to the eyes of the guardian at first, but her hands were constantly nourishing her coat.
He suddenly had a meal.
The back of the spine was straightened immediately. I didn't know when it was going to lift up again under Liu Hai, so my little round face was steady.
He turned around and seemed to see the big man, slowly walking towards the end of the sunset.
The red flutter's ears were blocked by the sharp shavings and seemed incredibly serious.
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Nearly into the night.
Redhead went to the front desk to register the package in advance and prepared a little cat food, indicating that the doorman could pour in a little bit if he received a meow courier.
On the way back to bed, the redhead ran at Clawson Station at night with his headphones on and was hearing a late-night emotional counseling bar at a floating city radio station ——
“Floating City Press Hardcover" In Love with Popular Beans "Part 2 is coming soon! 2,000 copies of the first one! Full after-sales service, one-on-one love class director to help you with your troubles, 7x24 hours without access! A robust counseling team to escort your emotions! Detailed consultation 069-419-..."
The redhead thought for half a day and heard the price whisper.
God fucking sells 2,000 copies, and this book buys houses on the second planet!
Selling a book to a consultant… is reasonable, but after changing the sales tax to VAT, it is much higher than the royalty. Redhead whispered the radio's bundled sale as tax evasion and kept his ears shut.
“Place your order now with 20% off credit points and 70% off deep space points! Yes, you heard me correctly, yes, it's a 20% discount! ”
“We can solve any problem for you by buying a book! REAL CASE ONE: A reader consulted us and clearly took off the mask with his lover to determine the relationship. Why is a lover shy of running away with a kiss? The Senior Advisor replied, is your lover an introverted personality? Don't worry, if you want to gradually use your boyfriend force to open your heart, you can kiss as much as you want! Proper care can make your lover more dependent on you, such as a good night's sleep text to remind them to cover their quilts...”
Redhead can't stand changing tables: “Can you sell 2,000 copies of this stuff?! ”
Clawson Nanta.
Witch Jane came out of the training room and caught up with the latest access control.
As soon as the bedroom door closed, Witch Jane burst out energetically.
A few hours ago, he and his brother briefly discussed the training programme and unilaterally “pretended to forget” the game rollover and the previous play kiss.
Everything's going pretty well!
After completing the training plan quickly, Witch Jane was happy to roll herself into the quilt and let Brother Rabbit step on him.
The terminal suddenly lit up.
Weishu: Hand scratch pills?
Witch Jane nodded and added six exclamation marks, brushing off four more.
With a picture, your left index finger is bandaged into a fat bread tree.
Defense: Mmm.
Defense: Cover the quilt.
Witch Jane thought about the bread tree for half a day and ended up stuffing her injured left hand all over the quilt.
Cover the quilt and cover it with another layer of rabbit.
Witch Jane went to bed satisfied.
After the off-road assessment, time flies fast at Clawson Base - all premised on the boss not skipping class.
Since the next day of the evaluation, the head of the cafeteria has been saved, and the PD of the show has fulfilled its promise quickly. It has received the list of 248 dishes submitted by Wei Yan, which is cashed in 20 instalments a day.
On the sixth day, Witch Jane was satisfied enough to eat the handscratch cake, packed another one and jumped out, happily returning for a long time.
Zoe laughed and said, "What little friend is this? ”
Captain Whitemoonlight turned on the terminal for breakfast and was used to looking at the Eye Clawson Forum: "What happened to traffic today? - Oh, yeah! ”
“Witch, your ad is about to air!! ”
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