Yange: "Okay, when I have this need, I will try you."

In this small space, there is probably no noise outside. The two people whispered and talked about more boring tea.

"My ex-girlfriend? The breakup so sharply was because I suddenly felt that there was no way forward and she was so tired and crooked.

"Isn't there anything I can't bear?"

"No." Yan Zimo thought about it, "what about you, when are you and your little boy?"

"Not tired yet," Yange said, "play for a while."

"Oh." Yan Zimo lay back on his chair. After a while, he asked her again, "Aren't you in love with him?"

"I don't like how I would spend time with him."

"Oh, what's it like when you sleep with him, wouldn't it be possible for a little dog like him to kneel on the bed and bark?"

This kind of question has no information content. What makes Yange do not understand is that, like Yan Zimo, who really does not look like a person who will indulge in the private affairs of children, why gossip about such things.

Completely subverted his design.

The journey is long and Yange seems to be lethargic, but he is actually chatting with the chicken: "This Yan Zimo, does he like the host?"

The chicken did not play mahjong with Jiuwei, nor did it play a two-player game. It was lying on the sofa and smoking a pot.

Hearing Yan Ge's questioning, he snorted and answered, "He doesn't like the host, he likes you."

The sentence added: "I like you not only, but also you."

The word "up" was deliberately bitten by it.

Yange said for a moment: "This is my old lover?"

The anxious chick with his claws scratched the messy hair on his head. The messy hair was even more messy: "Wood, there is something wrong with the system."

So at this time, can you ignore the old lover? Survival is the big problem.

Yan Song: "You seem to have said this to me."

Regardless if it can't go wrong, anyway, her green leaves have been rising, and the Mighty One has not threatened her anymore. Except for these two things, she really doesn't want to ignore it.

As for this broken system, the garbage is backward and there is no difference if there is no problem.

The chicken cub heard the song obviously incongruous, and it took another bite of the smoke pot and said frustratedly in the cloud and mist: "Wood, this time there is really a big problem."

Yange is impatient with this kind of stingy emphasizing countless times that he hasn't talked about the key point: "What's the big problem?"

The chicken sighed, "Well, I'll tell you when you come back."

Words of Song: ...

Never want to ignore this guy again.

The car suddenly made a bump at this time, and Yange hadn't responded yet.

She fastened her seat belt and was not thrown in the car like a ball.

It should be a rollover!

When the car fell quickly, Yange did not forget to analyze the situation.

According to the speed of the car rolling, it should be a slope, so instead of falling straight down, the car rolls continuously.

She held the chair with both hands, guessing that in this case, the chance of survival should be a bit.

Looking at him, Yan Zimo was clutching the chair.

But this guy's condition didn't look very good, and he didn't know that something had hit his head. His head was bleeding, and his belly was bleeding.