"Chinese... Chinese?"

Rossell even forgot the feeling of being slapped on his face with an invisible slap.

He looked at Dongfang with a dull face, and then subconsciously looked at Klein.

"It's indeed the Great Emperor Rossell who let himself go. When he sees a woman, he looks at her figure first!"

"It's worthy of being the one who can say 'The witch tastes so good'...well...lsp!"

Feeling Rossel's gaze, Klein subconsciously complained and nodded slightly, "We are not the only one in this world!"

If it were someone else, he would have felt the strength of the East at first sight. Who would dare to be arrogant and arrogant?

"We are not the only ones...so, my...those..."

Speaking of this, Rossell looked at his daughter Bell Dinna again, and could not speak out the "diary" for a moment.

But he knew that Klein must know what he wanted to say.

"Everyone knows it!"

Klein nodded slightly and responded, the gray mist around him slowly shaking, and turned his head directly to avoid looking at Rossell.

At this moment, through the gray fog, he could feel an indescribable embarrassment that was extremely capitalized.

A breath of social death was shrouded over Rossell's head.

This made Rossell a little overwhelmed.

In my diary, I recorded the movements of a certain lady, a certain lady, and a certain witch on the bed were finished by a woman.

All my love and love are well known to a woman?

In normal times, he still felt that it was interesting. Perhaps he could develop this woman who had read the diary into a partner.

There is no embarrassment, nor is there any death in the society.

But now, the woman in front of her looks hard to mess with.

As soon as you open your mouth, who can hold on?

"Oh my God... don't look at me, I can't help you."

"Who writes a diary for serious people?"

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"Fortunately you didn't write the details, otherwise I would have thought it was eye-catching!"

Klein had various complaints in his mind, but I have to say that Rossell's diary was extremely helpful to him.

When he was weak, he helped him run the Tarot Society organization, and the benefits and benefits he gained were indescribable.

It was after he became powerful that those knowledge and secrets also allowed him to avoid many crises.

It can be said that without Rossell's diary, it would be extremely difficult for him to reach this day even with the help of the East from time to time.

"Ahem...that...that you know the truth about the end of the world?"

Rossel just wanted to find a crack in the ground, but when he thought that he was like this, what else would he be afraid of?

It’s better to die in society than to die in real life?

Isn’t it normal for my legendary life to have some gossip news?

Especially if I am still the Great Emperor, there are dozens of...well, hundreds of mistresses, isn't that a regular operation?

The ancient emperors also had three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines.

Besides, which palace has no secrets?

Which palace has no gossip news?

"The truth of the end of the day?"

Bell Dyna, who was beside him, looked a little nervous, as the existence of Secret Human Sequence 3.

She is indeed a big shot in the real world, and she has naturally heard of some rumors about the end of the world.

But she never thought that was true.

But those evil gods have spread the horrifying means to attract believers.

But now she said it from her father that she had to take it seriously.

A pair of blue eyes subconsciously looked at the two gods standing in the air.

"Know!"

Klein glanced at Dongfang and found that Dongfang didn't want to pay attention to Rossell at all, so he could only speak by himself.

Seeing Dongfang without response, Rossel smiled awkwardly and didn't care.

As long as I don't feel embarrassed, I must not be the one who is embarrassed.

Let’s give up. Anyway, it’s already like this, and it’s hard to reverse your image in other people’s hearts.

"Then do you know that this is the earth?"

Rossell forced his redirection and his expression returned to normal.

It was like a few old friends chatting.

Only the daughter standing beside her and her daughter's attention gaze made Rossel's scalp numb.

After being known to East, Klein knew about his gossip, so that would be fine.

After all, he is a fellow villager.

A man who is still a man who knows himself best in this era.

And the East is not a big problem. After all, what kind of news did not exist in its own era?

Various incidents of crashes emerge one after another, which is even more outrageous than novels.

At most, I will be scolded for a few scumbags.

What's wrong with being called a scumbag if you are a great emperor Caesar?

Which emperor is not a scumbag?

But my daughter is different. Once my daughter knows that she has dozens or even hundreds of mistresses.

He also slept with women who were called witches.

And it was recorded by myself, which was a bit more uncomfortable than death.

That is my daughter and my little cotton jacket.

If you look at yourself with various strange eyes in the future, what kind of picture will it be?

I can't even think about it!

"You must not let the little cotton jacket know!"

"Fortunately, I didn't teach the little cotton jacket Chinese. If I had taught it, there would be no cracks in the ground now. I would like to use my head to knock out the crack in the ground and crawl in."

For a moment, Emperor Rossell felt like he had knocked over a paint jar, and he felt that there was a colorful color on his head.

Very eye-catching.

"knew!"

Klein responded calmly, saying, "It was Dongfang who told me!"

As he said that, Klein glanced at Dongfang who was beside him without saying a word, and even thought about his state when he knew the truth.

"If it weren't for Dongfang... I might have died long ago!"

"She is my dependence on this world...Mutual dependence."

Klein's thoughts flashed through his mind, and his favors for the East were circulating like the flood of the Yellow River.

At this moment, Klein suddenly gave birth. Even if he died for Dongfang, his life would be worth it.

Belldaina, who was standing beside her, was extremely quiet, silently remembering the words of her father and Mr. Fool, and was extremely obedient and did not say a word.

But his eyes looked at Dongfang, the goddess of life, from time to time.

I have to say that this goddess of life is simply the most perfect woman in the world.

Regardless of appearance and figure, they are rare in the world.

If you are a man, you may also be fascinated by such a woman.

"You...you knew so early!"

Rossel subconsciously glanced at Dongfang, then quickly looked away and said, "I didn't dare to finally confirm it until I went to the moon and saw the true appearance of this planet."

Speaking of this, Rossell sighed.

"It's so weird above the moon. I clearly felt the horror, but I didn't think about whether I was polluted or not, and then I became more and more extreme and more extreme."

"It was only when I was awake that I finally decided to use the previous preparations to move to the Black Emperor's path."
To be continued...