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

Chapter 1671: Ding-dong, Your Powerful Carp Goes Live 57

Well, no, it's not. It's attractive. It doesn't eat goldfish.

Because little goldfish are cigarettes.

Think so.

Xiaohong pulled out of the fridge.

Always hold the ice cream with your hand and pull the other hand outward to the frozen antenna baby's plush toy.

Although the refrigerator thawed, it was because the antenna baby had been frozen before.

This suddenly thawed and the plush toys were wet.

Pull it down, mix it with water, it's heavy.

When he shouted, he stunned like a rock and hit Xiaohong.

Fine, little redskins are thick.

With one hand holding a damp sponge baby and the other holding ice cream, he rushed to the side of Su Xiang.

Running, yelling.

“Cigarettes, cigarettes!! ”

Dairy.

Till Xiaohong ran to Su Yan's heel.

Put the SpongeBob aside and sit down.

Turn on the ice cream, eat it, and start filing a complaint.

“Cigarettes, the king made me eat radishes, not ice cream. ”

Su Yan

“Don't let you eat? Didn't you steal it? ”

- Speaking of which, Red is angry.

“It froze everything in the fridge. ”

Su Yan, look at Red.

“Don't you know how to spray fire? ”

Red had an ice cream move.

For a moment.

“Spraying fire? ”

Oh, yeah, oh.

It sprays fire, too.

But it's sad that only a little bit of Mars can erupt.

So forget about it.

Xiaohong thought, biting the ice cream.

After a while, I was depressed.

“I can't beat him. ”

Milk. Milk.

Su Cigarette nodded

“Well, that's normal. ”

Red stared at Su Smoke and looked bright.

“Cigarettes, you can hit him. ”

Xiaohong seemed quite excited when he spoke.

Su Zheng walked over.

But Xiaohong was so excited to talk that he didn't notice.

Su Yan

“Kill him? ”

Red, listen to me. Shake your head.

“Neither is it. He's fine, too. ”

Buy him ice cream, give him change. If someone else bullies him, Su Qiu will beat him up.

Little Red Tits

“Let me bite him. ”

This idea actually Red wanted to do it before.

Neha, you don't have the guts.

But it's different now.

Su Yan is here.

The king won't dare to smoke!!

As soon as the voice fell, the little red queen collar was lifted.

Little redneck.

Behind you, the sound of a cold mockery.

“Bite me?

Well, that's a good idea. ”

After a sound, I heard Su Zheng again.

“Ice cream is forbidden, not only that, not even ice carrots, later, hungry. ”

The voice dropped and the little red flickered.

Dairy. Dairy.

“I don't want to be hungry. ”

“Do you want to copy three scriptures, or are you hungry? ”

Red, after the tangle.

“Still hungry. ”

Three scriptures or something, no.

Su Qiu sneered and took Xiaohong and threw it into his room.

An hour later.

Little Red pinched the Tian plaid book, one hand held the pencil, and the back of his hand was all black.

He rushed forward to Su Zheng.

“Me, I'm done. ”

Running and running, Su Zheng and I ran into each other all at once.

Su Zheng pulled it aside with his collar.

I grabbed the Nada notebook.

Page by page.

Yeah, ugly and rotten.

Just like this stupid snake.

Su Zheng glanced at him and asked

“What do you think of your writing? ”

Red seems very confident.

“Very good.”

“Where's the good? ”

“It's all done. ”

“Read? ”

“Hmm?”

“Read what you wrote. ”