I can take care of myself. "And there is Chu Yanzai. The other person will take him when he says it, so it must be okay!"

Uncle Chu throbbed with an eyebrow, couldn't help but reach out and grab his collar, got up and pinched him for a long time, his eyes were murderous-damn, he certainly knew that this bald chicken could take care of himself! But live on campus? How long has the soil bun arrived in the federation and weighed a few pounds, and is actually going to live on campus with its wings not fully developed? Or live in the kind of complex and troublesome political narrowing circle affiliated academy of federal military schools!

Looking for death!