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3466.(len) Don't provoke Li Ziting (6)

Gan "Lu" took a sip of air -conditioning, silently pushed away the long fingers of Li Ziting on the shoulder, and opened a step aside. [Www.aoye text

"Are you afraid of me?"

Li Ziting discovered her retreat, and the black eyes were stained with a layer of displeased.

"Oh, huh ... how can there be ... how can there be." Gan "Lu" quickly laughed and waved his hand, "I, I just wondering what I have offended you ..."

Damn. Sky price little wife: President’s 33rd on 3466

It's so scary.

It turned out to be killed 12 times!

The cruelty of means, the vicious method ... it is simply an index.

Fortunately, this is just a wild survival game. Otherwise, Zhao Mo is gone, and Zhao Mo is gone, and it is not extremely miserable.

"If I want to kill you, can you go with you and Ganquan?" Li Ziting frowned.

Looking at her eyes alone, he knew that she must be thinking about something, and regarded him as a demon.

"Oh, huh, that is, that is."

Gan "Lu" nodded in a hurry, just her IQ, how dare to fight with Li Ziting ...

"come over."

Li Ziting looked at her, and the black eyes were dissatisfied.

Gan "Lu" was immediately posted beside him, so he was so tame to follow the little white rabbit.

Li Ziting was so satisfied with her shoulders, her body was very stiff.

"Are you still afraid of me?"

Li Ziting is even more unhappy.

"Nothing." Gan "Lu" shook his head stiffly, smiling on his face, and Zhao Mo, who was torn on his body, glanced at him, and couldn't help asking, "Actually ... you and Zhao Mo have not hate?"

"He makes me uncomfortable."

Six words, explain everything.

He was uncomfortable, so he had to kill Zhao Mo 12 times!

So ... he is comfortable. Sky price little wife: President’s 33rd on the 33rd

Gan "Lu" was silently held by Li Ziting, his body was stiff, and his fingers silently ...

Hope that in her lifetime, she will not provoke Li Ziting.

God bless.

Nympho

On over there, several staff members have taken out a few big bags and printed "33 days commemorative" gift bags. They said enthusiastically to Zhao Mo, "Although there is no winner in this survival game, Mr. Zhao is rated as this game.

The most tragic players ever, so we also have a rich gift to send it. "

When the words were falling, a staff member posted another big label to Zhao Mo.

[The most sad player]

"..." Zhao Mo's face became a pork liver "color", and a pair of eyes sprayed fire out.

Gan "Lu" stood beside Li Ziting and looked at Zhao Mo sympathetically.

Poor Zhao Mo ...

It's hard for good people to do this year.

He will not have a shadow this time in the field of survival games, right?!

"I'm gone." Li Ziting didn't let her continue to sympathize, turned around with her shoulders, stared at her with black eyes, and asked lowly, "What do you want to look like?"

"You decide! You decide!"

Gan "Lu" walked with his waist very much, joking, how could she dare to mention her suggestions.

"..."

Li Ziting frowned, he was Zhao Mo, what did she scare this?

"Wait a moment!"

Zhao Mo sounded behind them, "Why can you kill me 12 times, should I go out for the first time, right?!"

Why!

Actually killing 12 times, that is, humiliating him 12 times! The road he walked behind was all left!

After hearing the words, Li Ziting slowly turned his head, and a pair of dark eyes swept to Zhao Moqi's anxious face, with a cool voice, slow, "Don't you know that the entire resort is from my family?"
Chapter completed!
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