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Chapter 87: Will You Give Me Okay?.7


"Bah, bah" Zhi Yun'er rolled her eyes unceremoniously, and said to the gray rabbit: "Go away, don't talk to Lao Tzu, talk to you to lower Lao Tzu's IQ" The gray rabbit was stunned for a moment, whimpered, and poked his paws on Zhi Yun'er's head, all kinds of things in his heart: [You haven't said this before, little cutie, you have forgotten about people and their masters, and if you have other men, you forget about people and masters, it's really a heartless villain] The gray rabbit said and said Tears flowed down, the rabbit's eyes were already red, this cry was even redder, it was really the drama himself Zhi Yun'er was stunned, her pink lips opened slightly, and said, "What a grinding little goblin." ” Gray Rabbit: [] What the hell is a little goblin?

How cute can people be abrasive goblins, at most cute goblins.

[I hate the big bad guy] The gray rabbit saw that Zhi Yun'er's mind was not on Gu Weihan's body, so he dived offline and continued to pretend to be a hairpin: [Little cutie, people continue to sleep, remember to help others find their masters] Zhi Yun'er rolled her eyes in her heart, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I'll find your master when I have time." ” [Wow, you're so cute.]

UA love you] The sweet and glutinous children's voice of the gray rabbit disappeared silently, Zhi Yun'er finished nibbling the ribs, put down the chopsticks and held the pink cheeks, and the beautiful glass-colored pupils stared straight at Gu Weihan.

Gu Weihan was also full at this time, and when he noticed Zhi Yun'er's undisguised blazing gaze, he looked sideways at her, gently tugged at his lips, and spit out the words: "What's wrong?"

"Call me sister" Zhi Yun'er grinned, her smile was as bright as a flower, "Good brother" "Nope."

Gu Weihan instantly recovered his iceberg face, his peach blossom eyes that were as red as Manzhu Sawa instantly fell silent, and he pursed his lips and said, "I don't scream." ” "Why" Zhi Yun'er cried with a sad face, gently biting her pink cherry blossom-like lip with her white teeth, and looked at Gu Weihan with a small aggrieved expression, "Good brother just scream."

The girl was deliberately coquettish, very strong, and her burning gaze stayed on him for a long time, Gu Weihan blinked her slender dark and thick eyelashes, and still refused, "Don't scream." ” Zhi Yun'er looked disappointed, and instantly like a wilted little cabbage, she hung down her fluffy little head listlessly, but she heard Gu Wei's cold voice and said, "Because you are not worthy." ” That's why I won't call you sister.

Gu Wei's peach blossom eyes were cold.

Hearing this, Zhi Yun'er felt a frenzy of swiping the screen.

Not worthy of your uncle Lao Tzu, go to you for a few spicy handfuls 口恒 [ノД] ノ┻━┻ Manual breakup JG But he could only keep smiling, pretending to smile and say, "Oh, I know, don't call it forget it." ” Zhi Yun'er stood up straight from the dining table, her beautiful eyes were slightly cold, and she said to Gu Weihan in that soft and gentle voice, "I'm full, you can do it yourself." ” After speaking, he shook off his long black hair, and left back to his bedroom with a little arrogant face.

Yu Guang watched the girl's thin little figure leave his sight, Gu Weihan lowered his eyes and narrowed the pair of cool and indifferent peach blossom eyes, and gently pulled the beautiful lip flap and smiled coldly, with an endless cool color in his smile.

I thought to myself, how long can I live if I change the shell of a soul?

Day by day, month by month, year by year Tut.

He blinked, and said clearly in that desolate voice, "Now it's getting more and more interesting." ” "Who's next?"

The beautiful and delicate cool boy tilted his head slightly, and although the smile on the corner of his mouth was in the warm sun, it revealed endless indifference.

It's ironic and weird.

"Ahh that Just kill everyone who has made a mistake Poor bugs, hide them and don't let me find out Otherwise, you will have to accept the imminent arrival of death Scold: