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Tang Shuo's nomination made a group of people stunned.

The penultimate on the far left, with long hair curled around his waist, a short white shirt slightly revealing a small waist, nine points jeans under the brown belt, a pair of long legs slender and slender green Pointed-toe high-heeled shoes vividly express the swaying style.

The second generation murmured in their hearts. Brother Tang's vision is as good as ever. But, compared with the former school-beauty beauties who are distinguished in temperament, is this a bit too rosy? Moreover, this demon girl's eyebrows are still somewhat familiar?

"... Lan Linlang?"

Someone was surprised.

The other party didn't make up, so they didn't recognize them for a while.

Speaking of Lan Linlang, the second generation is not unfamiliar. She is a great beauty who only won the official sacred love of Tang Brother after a year of hunting. Compared with the previous No.1 to No.6, the "preservation period" on the No.7 is too long, breaking Tang Shuo's pursuit of no more than one month.

At first, they really thought Tang Shuo had regained their consciousness. A prodigal son who had broken his glasses would turn back to the gold and not change the code. Until they saw Tang Shuo's careless attitude towards her at the party, they changed their minds again.

This is just a toy that Master Tang is slightly interested in, perhaps because it is difficult to overcome, Master and Master play longer.

As the dog-headed soldiers on Tang Shuo's pursuit of beauty, the second generation knew that Lan Linlang had a poor predecessor. The two had five years of affection. Lan Linlang abandoned her poor boyfriend and followed the Tang family's money printing machine. Everyone's impression of her was inevitably a little more contemptuous. She privately called Lan Linlang "Sugar Sister". For the price, they can also become sugardaddy after Tang Shuo.

Who knows that Lan Linlang didn't recognize his canary identity, and regarded himself as a goddess of noble dust. This shoulder should not be touched, and that little hand should not be touched, which made the second generation very unhappy. Over time, they are even more reluctant to take Lan Linlang to play together, coldly watching her being pushed out by the girls, waiting for her to be crushed.

Oh, it ’s all mixed up, who is more noble than anyone?

The second generation waited and waited, and finally got the news that the two broke up, so happy they wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate. They also drove a swimsuit party for Tang Shuo back to bachelorette. The beautiful women came in several cars, and they were dazzled by it, wishing to indulge in the gentle township and never wake up. But also from this day on, they discovered that the frivolous and wavy noble son Tang Shuo became "conservative" instead.

He did not allow any woman to climb on his thigh, and his favorite beauty's cigarette lighting session also came in person.

Even more so that they dropped their chin and were still behind, Tang Shuo didn't even touch the alcohol, and drank tons of cola out of Erguotou's posture. Brother Tang does not play with women or love spirits. The rules seem to be a different person, making the second generation unconsciously think of those families who are above. They have strict rules and never participate in these drunken nights. It's unbelievable to be miserable!

Does Tang Tang have to think about being a monk?

The second generation doubted deeply until they saw Tang Shuo at this moment.

The man's sloping legs were put down, and he was facing forward. The golden sword was sitting with his horse. He held the knee with one hand and supported the glass table with one hand. The originally curved back was slightly taut like a sheet The bow drawn to the full moon is full of arc and full of shocking explosiveness.

The person closest to him looked dumbfounded at Tang Shuo ’s back, with distinct muscles, the outline and lines under the shirt were particularly clear, like a lion poised on the grassland, waiting for his prey to enter his perfection Capture range.

Is it ... Coke is drunk after drinking too much?

The second generation faced Tang Shuo with their eyes bright and breathless, and fell into a new round of thinking.

"He is drunk and talking nonsense!" Chen Lulu grabbed He Xuan with one hand, and took Lin Lang's hand again, moving towards the door. "Come on, let's ignore him!"

Lin Lang's foot had just taken a step, and a loud noise exploded in his ear.

"Boom!"

A hard object hit the metal door panel hard, and the sound was so loud that the girls shook their heads.

The bright red Coke cans rolled up to the feet of everyone, and the twisted cans were still frantically popping brown bubbles, and the rumbling sounds kept coming.

The person closest to the door was affected.

Lin Lang's white shirt was half wet with Coke, and water droplets hung from her hair, flashing under the lamp.

"I said, she can go, and you stay." Tang Shuo said eerily, "Since you can't understand people, then you can stay."

The second generation met, grinning and hooking their shoulders together, forming a tight wall of people, blocking the metal door tightly. They cunningly pulled on some **** princesses, leaving the boys nowhere to start, only to stare.

"Lin Lang, what should I do?" Jiang Qingyu couldn't help but flustered. She encountered this kind of situation that prevented her from going for the first time. "I don't know if it's too late to call the police."

"What can I do? Of course, kill him for a piece of armor."

Lin Lang mouth sneered overflowing.

Chen Lulu coughed, "Lin Lang, murder is illegal, we still find the police uncle--"

Before she finished, Lin Lang bent down, holding her ankle in her palm, and quickly took off her high heels.

Chen Lulu froze for a moment, then suddenly realized, is this going to take off his shoes and escape? That's right, they didn't think about going out, and they wore high heels directly. In such a crowded place, it may be more convenient to run barefoot!

Ms. Lin Lang, their family, is worthy of being an excellent seed player in the art department, and the brain to learn to paint is to turn fast! Chen Lulu was planning to learn something, and she saw her elegant, intellectual, beautiful and gentle Miss Lin Lang grabbed the tip of her shoe, and her arms swept back more skillfully.

Um ... she seems familiar with this pose?

"call out--"

"Snapped!"

The toe is unbiased and is bursting into Tang Shuo's face.

Chen Lulu was holding high-heeled shoes in his hands, and was frightened by Lin Lang's fierce operation, wondering if he should continue to "learn something like that".

The noisy scene was as quiet as a chicken.

The second generation only flashed a very mature idea in their minds.

Never provoke women, especially women wearing high heels.

This rabbit's proficient posture of falling and falling, this powerful force of Kong Wu's horror, they are scrapped in minutes!

The bean-green pointed high-heeled shoes rolled onto the man's waist, flying under the unruly eyebrows, with a red and conspicuous trace.

Lin Lang simply took off another high-heeled shoe, hooked her forefinger, and walked towards Tang Shuo's direction with bare feet. After her hurricane, everyone dared not treat her as a soft and weak sugarbaby, holding her breath one by one, like a pupil who did something wrong, obediently gave her a way.

She picked up the Spade A Champagne on the table, ripped open the tin foil, pulled the wire, and only heard a bang, and the wooden cork jumped into the glass.

"Wow la ---"

The white foam and the golden liquor poured out together, instantly wetting Tang Shuo's short hair and face, pouring him a cool heart.

"Awake?"

Lin Lang asked with a smile.

This sentence is exactly the same as the day when we broke up.

At that time, Tang Shuo was bewildered by the look of her child with her face twitching and her lips lip-twisting. And what about Tang Shuo now? His body is still intact, and his mind is frightened by the beauty of her flames. He desperately told himself that he likes the pearl, likes her purity, likes her ignorance, likes ...

Like her ass!

Tang Shuo grabbed Lin Lang's slender waist bone and pressed it against the glass table, and the crystal swan ashtray smashed on the blanket. He turned a deaf ear and stretched his long arms, sweeping away the bottle, candy, and playing cards on the table, kneeling on one knee, and imprisoning people from the top. Tang Shuo's bloodshot eyes reflected the calm and calm eyebrows, and she didn't even blink, as if she had expected his arrogance.

"Lin Lang! You, let go of her, mix the ball!"

Chen Lulu and others were stopped by the second generation, anxious.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Tang Shuo's forehead's broken hair and eyelashes were dripping with water, like a wet wolf dog, washing away the **** violence of the wolf, disguised as a docile and harmless dog, waiting for humans to let go of their guard. She bit her throat again.

His predecessor, No. 7, had a light fragrance on his body, a clear and familiar botanical breath, enchanted by his soul, and deep into his heart.

Sure enough, No. 12 perfume is best for her.

No matter how splendid others spray, it is just that painting tigers is not an anti-dog.

"Afraid of you?" Lin Lang raised her eyes, her eyes twirling, "Why should I be afraid of you? Is it because I have a bad memory, you old Tang master, this reckless good horse, still thinking about eating grass? ? "Her gesture at this time was tender and affectionate, and she couldn't see the violent force of hitting her head with her high-heeled shoes. Her face changed quickly, which made the second generation admire.

What made them even more admired was Brother Tang, who was all broken, and was there any interest in "love and love"?

If they encounter such a violent beauty, they will definitely not say anything, and they will turn around and beg for mercy. Their little lives are precious, but they cannot be planted in the hands of a woman!

But Tang Shuo was slammed by Lin Lang today, and obviously he would not easily give up. He has been injured one after another recently, and the culprit is under his eyelids again. He will not be reconciled without asking for something to compensate.

"If I said yes?" Tang Shuo gasped. "Good horses don't eat turnback grass, but I'm not a good horse, but a bad horse. I want to eat turnback grass. What's wrong?"

"So—" Lin Lang smiled and said brightly, "Are you admitting that you are a half-hearted, bizarre, scumbag man?"

Tang Shuo didn't hesitate, "Yes, I'm half-hearted, bizarre, and wolf-hearted, no? I like you like hypocrisy, dynasty, vulgarity, and vulgarity, no? Others are a match made in heaven. Money, right? I give it to you, I give you everything I have! "

The more he talked about the back, the more rapid and messy his breath was, as if he rolled into boiling water, into magma, and his eyes were red with blood.

Admit it, he has no good family history in Tang Shuo, what kind of thing is it? He's a scum, a scumbag, a big vulgar!

He loves her sexiness, her vulgarity, and the fierceness of hitting his face with her high heels!