PS2: Tomorrow will continue (it's really fun to blame my mother!

Chapter 1118 1096.0- Frontal Assault!Double the fun!

That day, only the passing pangolin knew about the follow-up topic of Lu Wuxia and his mother.

They may have discussed something, or they may have happily reached a consensus, and it is more likely that they have been in close contact again—referring to a fight.

But in any case, the mother-monster combination still maintained a delicate strategic balance, and did not hurt the world where "only the mother-monsters are kept in the dark".

Even because some topics were too hot, my mother blamed me for knowing that the master on this side of the earth was still awake, and had no intention of meeting him for the time being.

Or do you feel that you are braver and have evolved to surpass the master?

After all, in her blue star, the fairy sister before she was frozen is indeed quite different from her current peak period.

Of course, after 30 years of a dream, after waking up again, it will be a mechanical descendant, beating the big devil to the point where he had to activate the ultimate method to deal with Alia, this kind of operation of angering the boss in the middle, the shameful mother blames this life I can't learn it.

She will only be deflated, and then shock Aliya, who has never been deflated, and both are lucky...

It's gratifying, it's gratifying, it's gratifying-but happiness belongs to others, and has nothing to do with Alia now.

The invincible Ai Mouren, the fourth natural disaster across the three worlds, and the little white flower across two planets are facing a difficult problem at this time.

That is double happiness, and now it appears in front of Lianhua—little!sky!Make!

No one can tell when little angel and lotus got to know each other.

Maybe before?Maybe it was love at first sight?

But anyway, when Aliya came back to her senses, she found that her dear lotus was now together with the little angel.

He didn't even want to talk to her, instead the two chatted enthusiastically——

"Yes, yes, yes! I think the style of surgery in that version looks good!"

"Hey hey, I can also draw!"

The little angel hand-painted a simple handwritten image on the tablet, which has both form and spirit, and is very touching.

A certain Xiaozhangyu, who never relents in cutting people with a sword, picked up his tablet and tried to imitate it, and then watched the stickman shed bitter tears.

your sister!why!

Obviously my muscle memory can write a sharp regular script, but it can't let me learn to be a tentacle monster. What's the reason?

"My mother taught me several painting techniques. In addition to oil painting, I also know fine brushwork flowers and birds. If I use it to paint the characters of the Chinese style, it should be just right..."

Painting and painting, the little angel of literature and art and the young woman of literature and art are simply a perfect match, their heads are rubbing against each other.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow...

"Because I think this scene is more shocking, don't you think?"

"One thing to say, it's true." Lianhua wiped her tears, grabbed the little angel's sleeve and said, "In order to save his beloved man, he blocked more than 100 arrows, and finally expressed his heart and died in front of his lover. In my arms, but this plot is too sad, how could the author be willing to write like this..."

Aliya, who couldn't get in her mouth, gritted her teeth when she heard it, and she was amused.

Good guy, with more than 100 arrows, you can still express your love, is the co-author still a hedgehog?

What brand of body armor is it?In addition, the general who made the arrow should investigate thoroughly as soon as possible, and made it clear that the ordnance cut corners!

If I were the general who led the army, I would have to screen the camp of the archers again, and I don’t know how much there is to make up for the empty salary...

She muttered to the side, thinking about things, but she had different hobbies, so she couldn't participate in it, and she felt alienated from the small circle.

In fact, she was just spoiled——in the past, Lianhua followed her to accommodate her temperament.

But now, Ailiya is her happy girl, and Xiaojiabiyu's Ai Liya has come around, and she has a lot of common topics with Lianhua, and she also has the same face as her.

What is this called?

It was as if a dream had come into reality, and the domineering president turned into a warm man.

How could Lianhua not love her, she almost rubbed Ai Liya in her arms now.

Alicia saw her kneading—wait—why did she still do it? !

Aliya, who was belatedly aware of it, quickly got stuck between the two: "What are you talking about?"

I was distracted before, and it seemed that the topic of the two girls went off the rails again, and they talked directly about underwear.

Why are the topics among the beautiful girls turning at the same speed as those in the sand sculpture group chat...

"I'm talking about the size!" Lian Hua took it for granted, "Aya, you don't have many clothes, so I need to figure out the size and make you a few more!"

"Oh, that's it..." Aliya nodded suddenly, and then felt something was wrong: "But you are making clothes for me, why are you measuring her size?"

Lianhua looked at the little angel, then at Alia: "You two's figures—is there any difference?"

"Ah this..."

The little angel and the little white flower looked at each other, and moved their gazes down together, and then down to their own chest.

Well, the better this topic gets over—the two sides reached a consensus and tacitly stopped mentioning more technical details.

"Lianhua, as long as you are happy, and I think the bellyband is also pretty good..."

"I'm really envious, I can't do it, and some styles I like are not so big, so I have to contact the manufacturer to customize it."

Lianhua also subconsciously looked in front of her, but the angle of view she could see was really limited—the sight was blocked by Wenxiang nephrite.

The little angel and the little white flower rolled their throats together. To be honest, everyone was greedy for Lianhua's body.

It's just that the little angel is greedy for her body, and the little white flower, Alia, is that kind of greedy for her body.

So the two looked at each other again, this time they failed to reach a consensus, and the little angel, who vaguely sensed something was wrong, even glared at Alia.

Hope!

Aliya avoided her sight weakly, and then realized, what are you trying to do?

She stared back with her head held high - I think there is something wrong with my wife!

So the little angel came to his senses again, becoming weak, shrinking his neck pitifully...

"And Aya is so busy, how can I have time to do these small things with me." Lianhua glanced at Alia, her tone gradually resentful: "I can only ask Xiaoya to help, what do you think, Xiaoya."

I'm so wronged - I pretended - the little angel who is good at pretending to be wronged nodded: "Okay, okay, let's go pick out clothes together!"

"Don't choose, I can find someone to make it custom-made, Xiao Ya, you can also design it yourself! Let's find someone to make it!"

Even in the parallel world, the lotus is still the lotus of the rich woman.

Mr. Song didn't mean to treat the two extra daughters harshly. It might be better to say that Laman was treated better than the natural daughters of the earth.

Perhaps it was out of guilt for failing to express paternal love to his peers at Blue Star who had been sleeping for decades?

Anyway, until now, Lotus has completely recovered the behavior pattern it had in Blue Star, and the thrifty rich woman in a strange place is back online.

Miracle Yaya's game even wants to add a few hundred more orders, and even create an extra character. The gold-rimmed maid team is not as fast as these few of them.

At least now the gold-rimmed maid is still trying to tell who is Miss Lian and who is Miss Fu.

Miss Xiong—cross it out—Miss Mei and Miss Xiaomei are on good terms, not to mention that there is a muscular sister Gui Aige who is like an iron tower.

But then again, now the little bear also likes riding the muscular sister Gui Aige to run around, although it is nothing for the muscular sister Gui Aige to carry the burden of two bear loli, but the style of painting is It's really a bit weird, it looks like Rambo with two rocket launchers.

And the original little bear also has an Asian muscular sister Gui, although she is not as tall as Aige, but she is not far behind.

I don't know if everyone returns to the island of worry-free, the loyalty of those sisters who are also overflowing will directly deteriorate after learning that their little Xiongxiong has been abducted...

Mr. Song gave everything he could, and he said that the two sets of twins he gave birth to had been hidden and raised abroad.

This is not brought back until the time is ripe—although the timing is not obvious at all, and the timing is inexplicable.

But whether others believe it or not, he himself believed it anyway, and he didn't have any intention of hiding it. He even wanted to make up for all the absent birthday parties starting from the full moon banquet, and tell the world that he, Mr. Song, actually has five daughters.

Then Lianhua, an older literary and artistic young woman who wanted to make up for 24 birthday parties, rejected the proposal...

In addition, the birthday party of Xiong Luoli, a legitimate big loli, is really helpless. No one will believe it, and it will cause trouble for the little bear.

The little bear on this side of the earth is about the same age as Xiong Luoli, but his mind is extremely immature, he is really a big child.

That's why the Song family has always raised her as a child and never put any pressure on her—if they had held more than a dozen birthday parties for Xiong Luoli to expose her age, it would probably crush the little bear's worldview.

In addition, the existence of Daliguang is also an unspeakable secret. Although Mr. Song treats her as his own, Daliguang seems to know his own background and has been avoiding Mr. Song. This hurts the old father very much. Talked to Xiong Luoli.

My wife and my wife's daughter, isn't it my daughter?

Xiong Luoli told him to hold back, and she absolutely couldn't tell her sister Song Fuqu, because if her sister got mad, even a hot and hateful woman would suffer severely, and no one in the Song family could stop her from being blackened.

Mr. Song didn't believe it at first, but now...

And compared to the lotus, the silly white sweet Song Bailian on this side of the earth still thinks that her father is just kind, and the definition of raising a daughter and a righteous daughter is applied to Da Liguang.

Although she didn't despise and discriminate against Da Liguang's younger sister because of this, she couldn't imagine that everyone was actually a compatriot from the same mother, and blood was thicker than water.

Who would have thought that Teddy in White 24 years ago had already started his triple kill journey?

Teddy's legs in white clothes, the super god of the earth, are still intact, which can explain the problem, and during this time, she is busy with the closing of the Song family, and has no intention of deeply connecting with her daughters. Instead, the lotus is a little less Supervisor, take it easy.

It’s just that it’s a bit off-track with ease——

"Xiaoya, let's go measure the size! Please ask the tailor to start making it early, and we will produce the drawing directly when the ship docks!"

"Okay, okay—to your room or mine?"

"Go to my room!" Aliya stood up: "You came at the right time, my room is quite big, everyone can rest when they are tired from playing."

"Aya, did you forget something." Lianhua remembered something, and looked at Alia with a delicate expression: "You... don't seem to have a room of your own."

"... Huh?" Aliya pointed to her face: "I! Don't have my own cabin?!"

Is this reasonable!I am now a major general!If you really want to count, the rank of the captain of the supply ship that rushed over is not as high as his own!

"But you were on the hospital ship before, and if you transferred people, you checked against the passenger list of the Poseidon... You slept with me on the Poseidon."

Lianhua stretched out her finger and pointed at her cherry lips, and recalled that she slept with Alia at the time—referring to the normal rest in one room and one bed—and confirmed that she was indeed not on the passenger list, and she didn’t even have a cabin. give her.

Of course, it's not a big deal, Alia just ask.

But for now, the problem is a bit big——

"It's easy! Don't waste everyone's energy, how about this, I will sleep with Sister Lianhua tonight, Aya, you can go to my room!"

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