The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

This is a stumbling block on the road to the way to the way.

Still the kind of stumbling block.

On the night, it was the ceremony of the Jun Diva in succession.

Women, four congratulations.

However, this is about to succeed, and the mood is not good.

No, it is very gloomy.

In the palace, in the top of the nine days, people who will go down will come.

Xiaohong tied to the heads of the two, and the Su Tao took the palace to the palace.

Little red is eating a candy gourd

"Smoke, look for smoke."

So, Su Tula was directly turned directly.

The temple.

Only a Soviet smoke is here.

An An Pan took a bowl of black paint painted.

Hands with hands

"Soviet girl, the young master lets you drink this medicine."

The bowl of medicine can feel it's not general.

It is not that kind of thing that has worked hard.

It is a mellow taste.

It has also had a touch of faint floral.

Soviet hood came over.

By the way, I saw an eye.

She remembered that when he met some days, he hated her hate.

How to turn this, the hate that I have done, not only this, but also respectful.

Soviet hood reached out and came over.

Then looked at the Ann.

As if he came to the beginning, he was just a stagnation, which was obviously seriously injured.

At this time, Xiaohong ran in the step.

Milk

"Smoke, smoke smoke."

I shouted while I was running inside.

When I saw the Su smoke sitting on the chair, Xiaohong had a dark eye suddenly lit.

Smoke. "

Just, very fast, Xiaohong's attention fell to the bowl of Sui smoke.

.

Xiaohong did not hold back, swallowed with water.

It works hard to show what you want to drink.

Just, I didn't endure for three seconds.

"Good fragrance."

Said, I ran to the sauce of Sovietho.

After the body, one hand took its two little smashed, and took this big head from that bowl.

Next to An Yi looked at the little red.

Follow respect

"Please ask the girl to finish."

Less Lord gives him the task to look at the Soviet Sweeper.

How many odd treasures have been added this soup, and it is hard to find a good thing, he will not say much.

For this sudden breeze, Dai learned.

Such a bowl of medicine, it took a bowl for a while.

In case it is given by this goods.

He is afraid that it is necessary to go to the penalty.

I can't live in it, I can't stand it in my eyes.

Soviet hooded that Dynasty seems to be a bit eager to look, but nodded.

Give the bowl of medicine.

An An Pan looked at the sauce.

Penetrate.

Xiaohong didn't hold back, hey, and swallowed him.

Su Tao reached out and took the sugar gourd in the small red hand and pulled the next to the little red mouth.

Soviet smoke drunk, stopped.

Look at the small red eye.

"Do you want to drink?"

Said, hand over one-third of the rest of the bowl.

Little red bite a sugar gourd and strives to work hard.

"Smoke should be treated."

Milk milk.

Su Tao brows pick one.

Grab the lotus of the little red.

Originally, Su Tao is planning, in case a small red, it is dare to stretch the paw to go to the bowl.

It throws out this goods.

Unexpectedly, it can restrain himself.

Su Tao reached out, pinched its face

"Growing big."

More other emotions in cold sounds.

The little red is rare to hear the Su Tao's praise.

Shake your head and forget that it is behind the brain.