MTL - National School Prince Is A Girl-Chapter 1750 The first thousand eight hundred and twenty-eighth video of my male god, you must watch
Chapter 1750, the first thousand eight hundred and twenty-eight, the video of my male god, you must see
The fortune teller Daxian is frozen.
It is because she gave the Buddha statue in the building, in order to beware of this "small milk dog". If the other party really does not know the way, let the other party know that there is something to protect the building.
But he was not afraid of the Buddha statue that was opened at all, but he also picked it up by hand.
Just when the fortune teller began to wonder if he thought too much.
Thin hidden has already turned around and personally put the Buddha pendant on the neck of the building.
The women looked at it and didn't talk anymore.
Just when the building was about to leave, fortune teller Daxian lowered the voice in her ear: "Be careful, your little milk dog is really invisible."
The building understood what she was saying and smiled. "I understand."
"My male god's video, you must see it. I will send it to you when you go to Milan. Maybe you can see my male god."
Fortune tellers have always known that the building is smart, and she will not say too much about some things.
Avoid letting her have a psychological burden.
What's more, in a few of them, when they know the building, they know that she is rational and calm and understands the pros and cons.
The average person can't even get to her.
Now the fortune teller is worried that the "small milk dog" is not an ordinary person.
Come out from the cafe.
It’s all black outside.
In the nights of the north, there will always be a layer of fog.
Even talking can bring out a piece of white.
And men are not as cold as they are.
The thin black trench coat, the white face over the head, and the slight side of the breath, there is a kind of rose fragrance, but also like the taste of blood.
I don't know who said it.
Sometimes blood will give off a fragrance.
The man at this time has this vague taste.
"I have just performed in your friend's performance?" Thin and low, like asking casually.
The building looked at him, took off the scarf he had on his neck, then raised his hand and wrapped it around his neck, one circle, two circles: "Alright."
A woman with a cold temperament like a building is rarely seen in peacetime.
The face is so beautiful, but the gas field does not change.
Too many people in real life are saying.
No matter how many women are in the workplace.
I must know how to be soft in front of men.
Because a woman who is spoiled is the best.
It is obvious that the building has never been the one.
She was already tall, and after she put on her coat, there was a kind of clear and cold gas field, like the first snow that whizzed past.
But her face is not cold, shallow smile, some connivance between vagueness.
Just watching you listen to disobedience is not smart enough.
Fortune telling Daxian said before, the chief of the building has long legs and a thin waist. It should have been a enchanting appearance, but it may be like a lotus on the top of a snow. Even the eyes are indifferent.
There are quite a few people at the mall to talk about her.
Because of the girl's business, she never wants to take the initiative to participate, naturally will be said white lotus.
The building is only interested in making money, and the pattern is not in one direction.
But even she never thought about it, and one day she would find a younger one than herself.
The building does not want to develop into a kind of too deep relationship, but things are gone.
If he says what he wants, she will not treat him badly.
After all, he is younger than her.
"I don't want to buy such a expensive scarf in the future." The building looked at the deep eyes: "I don't think much about it, nor is it necessary."
(End of this chapter)
