Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

It was Captain Zuo Potang who led the way. His face was serious and cautious: “The little witch is in this compartment...”

The door opened with a sound.

Rub.

Captain Jing Yi seemed to have heard the sound of the fragmentation of the world view.

White Moonlight rookie, Clawson A level trainer Witch Jane's eyes curled red on the sofa, her jacket thrown all over the floor, her training suit rose in obscurity, and her naked/exposed waist was blocked by a man's back--

Zuo Potang dashed two steps backwards, hitting the redhead that was moving towards the inside.

Redhead looked into his head, his soul splashed, his brain was full of bad things, bad things, good things, okra is over, okra is over! Fortunately, the high-strength training in Floating City made him react quickly to thieves, and a redhead stuck into the crowd, hard as a courageous man to block Caesar.

Caesar: "Ah? ”

In the hallway, because the red haired Caesar Ming Yao, crowded with emergency brakes, collapsed like a domino, and the half-drunk Ming Yao struggled hard: "Captain, help me! Someone's pressing me!”

Witch Jane jumped with her head covered between the electric lightning stone fires.

Wei Shi turned back frankly and showed his indifference to Zuo Potang.

Zuo Potang relieved himself.

I knew him, he was a champion of the Clawson show...

Wait a minute, even if it's the Guardians, just now, they--

Behind him, the redhead coughed, and Caesar finally squeezed into the room: “Damn, where's the guard?! ”

Left Potang opened his mouth and the guard picked up the witch's wrinkled coat without expression, especially obscure under the light.

Weshi nodded to Caesar with his witch Jane's coat.

Caesar laughed and slapped his thigh: “Coincidence! Come on, bro, blow it together! ”

Weishi masterfully gave Witch Jane her coat, and Witch Jane reacted, snapping twice into the neck, then swinging her sleeve left and right.

Zuo Potang had lost sight of it and turned to remind Caesar One and Two. As a result, he was turning his wine upside down and brushing a glass for Wei Xie.

The bodyguard straightened out when the glass was full.

Caesar thumbs up: "You coward!” Looking at the athlete, the heat is squeezing: “Hey Witch, what were you two doing in the bag room? ”

Drinking Ming Yao's head swelled and blurred: “Bag, bakery, what else can you do? Hey. ”

"" … "

Defense: “Discuss the game. ”

Redhead quickly attached and played the field: “Yeah, yeah, I was just about to pull a little witch to talk about the game —— and ——” He stopped looking at the guard immediately.

Caesar shook his head: "O witch, there is no discussion of the game in the nightclub, sentiment! Come on, you and the guard have a drink, too! ”

Caesar grunted two glasses of wine and stuffed them for two. The whisky sour bubbles white, the lemon egg cream hides the liquor flavor, the bodyguard shakes the glass, and the witch's head doesn't turn yet - the big man drinks it up.

The witch Jane was still licking it with her kitten tongue, and she hit a hiccup after licking her eggs. After a night of sweet wine and milk, Witch Jane couldn't breathe sour spirits. Weishu reached out, and Witch Jane didn't even want to give him a glass, and the man had no expression to drink for him.

“…” Zuo Potang nearly pressed his eyes, and the redhead was yelling behind him. The well captain had no surprise in his mind that he had accidentally eliminated his "lover's card”.

It's this blinding acquiescence.

So why is it that the only thing black people see is a well shooter that sleeps out of tacit agreement? No, only a scarf is...

In the second half of the birthday party, Zuo Potang perfectly maintained the splash of the world view surface, only a vague reminder to Caesar that the athlete was “too” familiar with the nightclub and could even book a blue sky box.

Caesar laughed and puffin clapped his left shoulder: “You don't get it. ”

“Nightclubs are for the casino stand. Book a box? Nobody talked to me. I can't get high. That's what Chu ordered. Oh, or bring someone in to do it...”

Caesar: "Isn't there anyone around the guardian? I told you, not a single girl can see this bar. Hi! That's not funny! ”

Zuo Potang: “…”

However, after midnight, Ming Yao began to half-wake, sneering around behind his captain, and Zuo Potang immediately had no time to think about other things.

At the end of the night, two pre-arranged luxury cars parked at the Blue Green Gate. Pink balloons “Happy Birthday Captain" are also attached to the front and rear covers of the car.

Zuo Potang took Ming Yao into one car, and the remaining four people automatically fit into one car.

Go to the parking lot gap, the narrow lights of the nightclub are dim, and you can't reach for five fingers. Witch Jane squeezed her eyes, holding hands quietly in the darkness.

The man had five fingers long and his palms were dry and strong. While passing through the obstacle, she slightly caressed the witch Jane's shoulder - the teenager relaxed all over herself, screamed and turned, and moved as soon as she stabbed, stunned smoothly across the bend all the way around, consciously following the big man with his eyes closed to walk.

Wait for the floating car.

Caesar quickly grabbed a front row in the nature of a kindergarten graduate, with redheads taking over as co-drivers, witches and brothers sitting in the back row.

The floating car drives on its own, and you can get lost in the middle of the night at the back of the floating city outside the window. Because of the endoscope, Witch Jane is like a little friend who secretly falls in love in front of her parents, and the big man sits in a squeaky, rules--

The man bows his head and brings the clean little claws of Witch Jane to play with.

Witch Jane: “!!!” Nervous!!

The fog rolled out the window and the cold air rolled in with moisture through the glass crevices. The guard did not have the expression to warm the witch's cool right hand, indicating that he changed his claw.

Witch Jane saw that Caesar had glued to the glass and her eyes didn't turn. She turned her left hand and scratched and scratched the palm of the boss.

Caesar suddenly turned around and said, "Hey, little witch, do we have a team coming tonight?”

Witch Jane shuddered, panicked and had to withdraw her hand. She squinted her eyes when she was defended.

Redhead hurry up and turn off the lights in the car.

“Changed, changed tomorrow!” Witch Jane tripped and stumbled.

Caesar turned around and witched Jane with her lips, deliberately not looking at the big man around her. A man's rough finger stomach is like a pinch of fire, which in turn flicks silently in his palm.

Redhead coughed: “Caesar is drunk and asleep! ”

Caesar opened his eyes and said, "How could I be drunk?! ”

Redhead quickly distracted Caesar and told him the joke he had just learned yesterday. Back seat, Witch Jane was bullied, breathing soft and pressing, like a shivering cotton.

Redhead: “Once upon a time, a little tiger said to the trainee," Don't hit me, I'll help you get promoted. Then, then hahahahahahahaha... "

Wei Shi showed Witch Jane to gather up a little bit. Witch Jane shivered and moved away. She was caught by the old man and sucked a bite of milky rabbit cotton.

Caesar exhilarated: "And then what? ”

Redhead: “Then the trainee caught the little tiger because the talking tiger is still rare hahahahahahahahaha! ”

Caesar: "Damn, hahahahahaha! ”

The two men in the front seat rolled together laughing, the big man in the back spread his arms, held the witch clan tight, the hover suddenly accelerated after ascending to the set height, and Weshik sucked the rabbit.

Redhead: “Once upon a time there was an ordinary practitioner...”

Caesar: "Mom, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! ”

When Wei slowly inserted his fingers into the gap of the teenager's curly hair, the fluffy little soft hair was already messed up by the cat's ears, at this time gently followed by the fur, and was soon soothed again. He bowed his head and twisted his fingers in the dark car.

Rapid breathing intersects.

There was a moment when Witch Jane almost kissed her. Teammates are sitting in the front seat, releasing alcohol in the dark, and it seems that all taboos can be lifted across, and even the blood is stirred to the boil by this off-track idea.

Front seat.

Redhead: “Once upon a time there was a little tiger...”

Caesar laughed in disgust: "Red and red fire hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I think I've heard this before! ”

Redhead shuddered into a sieve: “Oh yes, as if I had just said! Whatever hahahahahahahahahahaha...”

Sweatshire licks her lips slightly.

Intense alcohol does not compromise a man's sexiness, and even makes Witch Jane more seductively close. Vodka, rum, and juniper blend into a misstacked tone to draw on each other's spirit-burning souls just a little bit closer, a little bit closer to each other.

Witch Jane raised her neck because her intoxicated pupils were bright.

Redhead: “Once upon a time...”

Witch Jane planted her head, ah ooh against the big man and ate it...

Caesar looked back in confusion: "What voice? ”

The guard pressed the stiff young man into his arms: "Witch, drunk and sleepy. ”

Caesar immediately criticized: "The little witch cannot drink! I'll show you a few more times..."

The hover finally slowly arrived at the base.

In Caesar's red-haired, soft-footed kung fu, Witch Jane fled, too, and the alcohol made her head unclear - he quickly woke up the more unclear Ming Yao: “Candles, candles! ”

Ming Yao was drunk as a firewood dog in the last second. The next second, he was shaking like a husky. He patted the witch's shoulder with his big tongue: “It's hard... you still... remember, I didn't hurt you in vain... I'll take the captain up now, and as soon as the window opens, you'll sing a song, happy birthday. And remember, remember, remember...”

Witch Jane raised her ears and listened hard.

Ming Yao hit a hard hiccup: “Remember, don't - don't run! Okay, I'll see you later! ”

“…” Your rich generation demands so much!

After Ming Yao left, Witch Jane could only quickly rehearse with Caesar's redhead. Caesar stepped in the clouds: “Hahahahahaha what kind of fairy joke... hey, aren't the guards singing with us? ”

Redhead quickly dragged the brothers away from the subject.

The three of them took advantage of the well upstairs kung fu rehearsal for the first time, and the tunes really weren't together at all.

Witch Jane freaked out: It's just a birthday song!

He had to temporarily replace the men's group VOCAL position, giving them a harmonious tone. In the light of the candles, Witchcraft took the Runaway to the Acabella choir on its own. However, the redhead also drank high, and when Jane didn't notice, she added RAP to her birthday song.

The guardian stood in the shadow of a tree with a smile on his face.

Wait until the bedroom light of the well is on.

Witchbrush's head up: "Ready! Ready!”

Redhead breathes a sip of alcohol: "DJ, Drop the beat! ”

Window brush open.

Zuo Potang frowned and reproached upstairs: “What if I fell? You head out the window, next knockout in a wheelchair--"

The shiny heart-shaped candle outside the window looks like a woven star.

Left Po Tong.

Witch Jane: "One, two! Happy Birthday ~”

Witch Jane and Redhead Caesar take the second sentence: "Happy Birthday ~ ~"

Ming Yao pulled a crayon out of the drawer and drew a paper crown on the captain's head. Zuo Potang's consciousness hid, but Mingyao jumped and tortured. Zuo Potang definitely looked at him, and his expression was mixed with six points of emotion, two points of helplessness, one point of helplessness, one point of stiffness ——

It's like being an infinitely differentiated quantum speech novel man.

Downstairs.

”'Happy birthday, Happy Birthday,' said Witch Caesar.

Redhead's proud: “Hey yo chuck, what's up buddy, yo yo yo today is our left team's birthday, come have a free style give your buddies a boost, skrskr...”

Zuo Potang finally brought the paper crown.

Ming Yao was satisfied and laughed loudly.

The celebration came to an end, and the redhead went to Caesar's bedroom for a night. The Guardian was naturally arranged with Jane Witch--

Ming Yao had slept in his bedroom, and went downstairs to pack the candles and left Potang to remind Caesar, obscurely: "Do you want the guardian with the little witch? ”

The redhead fainted and clutched to the left team: "Yeah, yeah! Hey brother, why don't you come and squeeze it for one night, let's rock Ming up a table of mahjong...”

The guard stood silently by the witch Jane.

Zuo Potang glanced at him and the sniper's dangerous instincts immediately surged. He made a hostile gesture and went back to sleep with emotion.

Caesar's redhead disappeared on his shoulder, and the moment Witch Jane opened the bedroom door, the trance seemed to be returning to the R-yard base.

The teenager jumped to bed, hey hey hey hey hey.

The guardian took a bath with the witch Jane.

Witch Jane struggles with her pillow: “Sleepy, sleepy... wash tomorrow...”

The guard suddenly dragged the pillow out of the corner, leaving a long little witch mark on the sheet.

Finally, Witch Jane had to drag her pillow to the bathroom, and a fluffy pillow was thrown out later: “How did you bring it in? Forget it! ”

The guard picked it up and looked at the watch: "Five minutes to go. ”

Witch Jane tried to rub the shower gel bubbles: “What! ”

Wencheng: “Five minutes, you don't come out and I go in. ”

The shower sprinkled to its maximum, and after three minutes, Witch Jane Cerser came out, and the sheets in the messy bed had been reflattened.

Wei Shi bowed his head and the rabbit, which was already more than twenty degrees alcohol, had only four or five degrees left to wash, like a fresh bottle of fruit wine.

He picked up his mouth and witch Jane initially struggled, humming her lips open for half a day, enjoying herself to death.

A kiss is over. The man took off his coat and untied his shirt from the third button. Witch Jane looked straight in the eye and waited for the boss to untie the metal belt and suddenly jumped: "You, you, you, you...”

Bath time: “Bath, sleep with me. ”

Witch Jane's head turned red, so as to calmly touch and wash her soft stomach, she ran to bed, snapped herself to the top, rolled up the quilt, and let the big man out of the room.

With such a roll, Witch Jane fell asleep in a few seconds. When the body of the incandescent tropical water vapor was affixed from behind, he turned his body confused and rubbed it with a little soft hair.

The lights snap off.

Witch Jane's consciousness slipped and looked like a little blind man in the dark. The man's low voice flickered in his ear: “Open your eyes, let me see your vision. ”

Witch Jane tried so hard to open her eyes, her eyes dragged and she fell asleep.

Big Brother: “How many are these? ”

Witch Jane naturally can't see anything clearly, but from a psychological point of view, like a male stone scissor cloth always gives out stones for the first time, she will habitually stretch out two more times than when drawing numbers!

Witch Jane was satisfied: "Two! ”

Boss: “I haven't reached out yet. ”

"" … "

Weisheng learned that, no longer asking, Witch Jane washed the whole person's fragrance soft, wrapped in a blanket and hit a slight hiccup.

"How much did you drink at night? ”

Witch Jane counted: "Just three glasses of milk! ”

Wencheng: “And then drunk? ”

Sorceress: “No! ”

Men lift their lips. Witch Jane dissatisfied: "Don't laugh! ”

Big Brother: “Can't you see? ”

"I can feel it! ”

When the old man laughed, he smelled of soft, sunny hay and warm nuts.

The next moment, the man whispered, "Hey, dwarf. ”

Witch Jane raised her head.

Weishi said, “Your eyes are ready. Follow me to get your license. ”

Witch Jane's breathing fast.

"When the Clawson show is over, you want to play, you don't want to play...”

Witch Jane: "Hey? ”

Weishu: “Take you to the entertainment world to get out.” Man Analytics: “I can give you a group of guys. If you want to be a producer, write a song at home. If no one listens to your song, hit the leaderboard. ”

Witch Jane sounded dizzy and gave herself a good name: “Me and my song are actually well written! ”

Defense: “Well, butterflies at gunpoint, red tomatoes, just for a children's day. ”

“ ”Witch Jane immediately jumped on the boss with a blanket:“ Forget it! Forget it! ”

Guardian jumped with him for a while until the little fool drinks up again and sleeps unconsciously.

Before going to bed, Witch Jane didn't forget to mumble: “I wish I could sleep like this every day...”

The guardian thought, "Then get closer. ”

Men lift their hands up their pajamas and try to bully themselves. Witch Jane lost her mind: “Ah ah ah ah don't squeeze me, I'm going to flatten! It's hard to round up! ”

Witch Jane immediately denounced, saying that she should sleep with her blanket covered and not be a demon.

Weihe: “Nothing? ”

Witch Jane held on to the final will criticism: “What can I do! You're 16 years old, you can't do this! ”

"…”

With her head resting on the bend of her arm, Witch Jane was happy to be in her dreamland.

Thank you Lilitte for the deepwater torpedo ~!

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