Yange raised his hand and squeezed the hot ear of Gozizi, sweeping his mouth.

Gouzi: ...

His brain exploded for a moment, as if something had burst and his eyes were white.

All the cells seemed to be hot, and the hot ones would boil and explode.

However, it seems that it is not.

He was a little confused, but in fact, the spicy taste was not so difficult to accept.

He closed his eyes and the whole man was immersed in this dizzying illusion.

Until the song was released, Gouzi reacted afterwards and opened his eyes and took a step back.

He felt that his lips were swollen, and he felt unconscious.

However, it feels like a numbness spread from the lips.

He wanted to reach out and touch it, but reached out into the air and saw the song that had been staring at him.

Busily covering your ears and dropping your hand normally.

It is brewing something to say to ease this little embarrassment between the two.

He heard the woman ask him, "Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

Gouzi's face turned red again. Not only was his mouth swollen and swollen, but his body was swollen and numb.

He lowered his head and held the small shoes of Yange, nodded blushingly.

The feeling of wanting to sleep with her tonight seems to be stronger.

Stronger than ever, especially strong.

Yan Ge looked at him with a serious face: "I don't like baldness. It's impossible for us to sleep, neither is this life."

After the decisive comment, she turned and walked towards the door before the "roll" word of Gouzi said.

The broom hopped again and again, followed behind Yange, blocking the sight of Gouzi looking at Yange's back completely.

Gouzi stood still.

He stared at the wide open door, and cold wind poured in from the door.

It's so cold. The top of the head is cold and has no hair. It is too cold to blow the scalp with a windbreaker.

He wanted to hold his own head, but couldn't hold it.

Yange entered his room, and was about to take back the mop. The guy had already hopped into her bathroom.

I don't know how to operate it, but the water was turned on, and the sound of the water in the bathroom rang.

It always feels like this guy is fine now.

However, it seems that it was originally a fine.

Yan Ge has taken a bath, and she wants to sleep when she is full, and when she lies down on the bed, she falls asleep under a quilt.

When she woke up, she found a big broom in her arms.

The heavy broom that swept across the zombies felt soft and soft, which was pretty good.

Yange pinched a few more on it: "No, I can talk to you, please call my mother to listen."

She just said casually, just boring.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, her broomstick shouted in a tender childish voice: "Well."

The voice was soft and tender, and the tender one could pour out water.

The soft voice was especially gentle, and the two words 愣 were called by him with a lingering dependence.

The words were stunned, even though this guy was shouting, but at this moment, she was so soft-hearted.

She reached out to touch the guy's head to encourage.

Put your hands up, nowhere to place them.

After all, I don't know where the little guy's head is.

It turned out that she was shouting.

She was so excited that she couldn't even speak for a while.

In the end, it just pinched the little guy's chubby body.