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

I don't know why, looking at both of them is obviously hungry, but they still chew each bite seriously for thirty times.

It's like doing something big, making people want to laugh.

Occasionally, she would give two people something to eat.

Eating and eating, Su Smoke looked up at Su Zheng like he remembered something.

“Where's Red? I don't think I've seen it lately. ”

Su Zheng listened to Su Yan and pulled his chest flap.

Then, a snake tail came out.

She stunned.

“Well, what's wrong with it? ”

Su Zheng shook his head

“I don't know. It's been like this since yesterday. ”

We have to drill into its arms.

I'm not happy to bring it up, and I'm throwing it.

Su Qiang has never seen such a shameless snake.

And the reason Su Zheng was willing to do this was because he found Xiaohong as if he was frightened by something.

Think about it. This shit has no brains.

Something unusual must happen.

That didn't pull him out and throw him out.

Su Yan asked

“Red? ”

I saw the tail shaking out of Su Qiang's chest flap.

So I heard it.

“What's going on? ”

Red doesn't talk.

Su Cigarette poured a piece of beef into the flower.

Dao

“If you don't, I can't guess. ”

As soon as the words came out, Red moved.

After a while.

Little Red swam around, his tail retracted and his head was exposed.

Because the whole snake is shrinking.

Very small.

So much so that its flattened triangular forehead had two otherwise insignificant protrusions that it became extraordinarily prominent.

At first glance, I thought it was two small buns.

Red threw up. Snake Shinko.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss."

I'm scared.

It's also the first time I've seen such a tiny red.

As she spoke, Xiaohong shrunk back into Su Qiang's clothes.

“Afraid of what? ”

Su Qiu lowered his head and asked in confusion.

Little Red threw up the Snake Shinko.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss."

There's a bad snake trying to bully me.

When Xiaohong spoke, he was angry and angry and scared.

The tail shrunk back and forth in Su's arms.

Su Zheng reached out and held on to the excited red.

Su Yan is confused

“Be clear. ”

Red.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss."

I feel their breath, they just came to get me back, I don't want to go back!!

“Who's got you back? ”

“Gushi”

“Who's Gush? ”

“A very powerful snake."

Su Zhao looked down at Xiaohong.

“How good? ”

“It was born five years later than me, but it took shape a long time ago. ”

Su Zheng listened to the silence.

Next second.

He pulled Red out of his arms.

Squeeze its head, Dao.

“Are you saying that your people can be shaped? ”

Red nods his head.

Mm-hmm.

Su Zheng swayed it twice

“Are you folks dumber than you? ”

The talent of the family plus the thousands of years of white, and the support of the Star Python didn't even let this fool take shape.

Red.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss! ”

You, bad guy!

Saying, it struggled in the hands of Su Qiang, to get out of it.

Su Zhengqi wanted to cut Xiaohong into pieces.

Such a good thing, giving this to the brainless, is a waste.

You know, Gushi, the Red one, didn't cross the table.

It's the equivalent of Gushi shaping in just a few decades.

And our little red comrade, more than most of his millennia, has not taken shape.

How lazy is this and how hard is it to get here??