Reference 1134

Or, the man himself doesn’t want to pick it up...

A few lollipops were scattered beside the vibrating mobile phone.

Even through the packaging, it seems to be able to smell the faint lychee smell.

Indoor shooting range

The last one was shot out quietly and was hit.

Xu Huanyan quietly played twice, in fact, this style of play, can hit one or two, are all masters.

However, I don't know if it is Quiet and Xu Huanyan, today's condition is particularly good, or whether it is less difficult indoors.

Every time the two played out, they all hit.

Quietly pulled off the black cloth strips on his face and walked towards Xu Huanyan.

In the wet eyes, there were faint flames.

It was the excitement of every opponent, it was rare to meet an opponent of comparable level, and he was still this handsome man.

"A little bit capable, do you still play?" Quietly pulled off the strip of cloth on Xu Huanyan's face, and asked with a smile.

Xu Huanyan's cold eyes, Zhan Zhan looked quietly, and kept watching without saying a word.

When training her quietly before, I told her that these trainings that you feel are boring now.

In the future, under special conditions, when you use them, you will find that they are so useful.

Xu Huanyan felt this feeling deeply when he was hitting out and hitting all shots just now.

This kind of shock was the same as when she was in Country F when she calculated the positioning based on the visual calculations that quietly taught her, and she ran to the high point with all her strength.

They were all so turbulent, I felt the blood was hot, my whole body was on fire, and my throat was about to burn.

But it was this feeling that made her feel that the game-specific K4ZD29 in her hand was integrated into her blood.

"Stop playing!" Xu Huanyan looked at it quietly and said.

At this time, her whole body was tumbling and burning, and she still wanted to continue to compare with Quietly.

Even if it's more than assembling, she thought.

However, her hands would be trembling, no more.

When I saw Quiet, she was able to control her emotions.

But after these few hits, she could clearly feel that she couldn't stretch herself anymore.

She smiled quietly and shrugged. Although she still wanted to have fun again, it was not too difficult.

"I'm hungry!" I didn't eat much at noon, now it's more than 8 o'clock in the evening, I am really hungry.

"Who are you talking to?" Zhan Qing didn't move, but said dumbly.

The voice sounded a bit cold, but it was sultry.

With a quiet flick in my heart, the man came again.

No wonder there are so many women, they are so peculiar to tease, and they keep teasing all the time.

"Uncle Jiu, I'm hungry..." Quietly grasping Zhan Qing's arm, the small hand held the big hand.

There was a little bit of it in Zhan Qing's palm. This was an action that he often did before quietly losing his memory.

With a quiet cry of Uncle Nine, and the movement of picking his palm, Zhan Qing's heart was filled again.

Every day for three years, his mind was reverberating, quietly making a soft voice of Jiu Shu.

And every little movement she hooked on herself, repeated every day, simmered, and waited.

"Seeing you are so hungry, the food in the cafeteria may not be enough to feed you, so why not eat Jiu Shu!"

Zhan Qing leaned slightly, whispering in a quiet ear. .

Quietly thought that his number of paragraphs was already very high, but compared with Zhan Qing's sultry methods, it was far worse.

Thinking of this quietly there is a little trance, is she very fond of it before?

Why is there such a consciousness in her subconscious mind so much that she should have forgotten everything?