, After a while, said: "I think you are."

"Then he should have his eyes on me." Yi Zhelai came out of the kitchen, holding a red wine glass filled with blood in his hand, and looked at Celt indifferently.

The two blood races who had once turned the world upside down met on a narrow road, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while, Selt raised the corners of his lips and mocked: "Although the ancestor is stronger than me, he didn't like you, it only shows that you are taller than me." I'm just ugly."

The ability to ridicule like this is really first-class, it can be said that the enemy blushes when they meet each other.

Yi Zhelai's fingers holding the wine glass turned white slightly. Just when the wine glass was about to break, Ian poked his head out from behind him and said, "Are you Mr. Lin's wife? You look so pretty."

Yi Zhelai's table collapsed and felt completely collapsed, but Selt suddenly laughed and said, "Where did you find such a cutie, she can really talk."

Ian blushed a little: "You are too much."

Yi Zhelai put the wine glass aside, picked up Ian's collar and pulled him straight to the walk: "Come here, I have something to say to you."

There must never be a next time such a thing as dismantling the stage.

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