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Chapter 95 Yan Cheng suffocates every day

Chapter 95 Yan Yan suffocated every day

Although unlike Ai Yuanyuan's senior players who can play the game, Zhong Jiuyin believes that he can never be the kind of person who is indiscriminately charged.

So she stared back on the spot.

Wherever the sight passed, Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi refused to dare to say anything about the vision. Ai Yuanyuan also pretended that nothing would happen.

Only Yan Yan moved to her eyes smoothly with her, and there was a kind of meaning "I haven't understood my position in this zero -second second.

She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but Yan Yan said very sincerely: "I just look forward to your personal brainwarming performance."

"I thank you."

Sure enough, it was said that she was not an illusion that day. This person's mouth was a bit of that, like the ice edge of the winter.

The reaction of the variety show was not controlled. The director watched her dialogue and stopped at a relatively stable stage. She quickly lowered her plot and dispersed her attention.

The plot of the sound book began to continue from the introduction of the previous dancers, and the atmosphere became the strangeness before the disaster.

"Everyone returned from the dancer's handsomeness, and the musician turned his gaze into the beautiful lady around him. Gentleman said:‘ Our men have informed their identities, I do n’t know that the two ladies are? ’”

"Well." It was just a short sound, but after three seconds of quiet, they completely lit the original laughter's laughter, along with the laughter of the staff of the show group, full of small restaurants.

"Say, the chef stands up and prepares. Others look at each other and stand up. When there are bad hopes, most people who do not know will follow the decision for a while."

Or if there is a golden finger back, he must return to a few minutes ago and block Zhong Jiuyin's mouth in advance.

Drag the pause time, and reach the mission node again.

"Another lady is more restrained. After sitting down, I simply said:" I'm a poor ghost who wrote books. 'After that, everyone looks at her, and lower her head to add:' To be honest, I am honest, I am, I am honest, I am honest, I am honest, I

I was brought up by my friend to see the masked ball. I originally planned to come out after twelve o'clock. '"

"‘ There is no music, is n’t the musician rushing? ’The painter asked about it, and the tone was inconsistent with the beauty,‘ and dancer, is n’t the opening dancer? How do you look a little bit? ’”

"After she said, the restrained writer asked a whispering: 'Someone needs help? I heard a scream. And, don't you think it was too quiet on the cruise ship? The masked ball has begun, but it is fundamental at all, but it is fundamental at all, but it is fundamental at all, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental at all, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental, but it is fundamental.

I didn't hear the sound of music. '"

Yan Yan: "... thank you."

But Zhong Jiuyin followed again, "You still take a deep breath, and get up to the difficulties."

It can neither comfort Yan Yan's creation, nor can it affect the current accumulated accumulated order of gold coins.

"..." Yan Yan's emotions stopped abruptly.

Laughing too loudly, he felt that the world was surrounded by Zhong Jiuyin's words and their laughing bags.

"His pride was even more attracted to him, and he watched him a few times. The writer wanted to speak, and he couldn't help but pull it back to the topic again:" Don't you worry? I feel that there is something bad.

What happened. Where can the cruise ship arrive, can I go back? '"

She noticed a little bit, and touched her nose and said, "When I didn't say, you continue."

But he can't connect anymore.

She is the rectum straight. Even if it is a seemingly embarrassing behavior, it is the genetic reflection of prehistoric humans. It will have the effect.

Yan Yan was self -closed in laughter.

Sure enough, the strange feelings that night were actually hallucinations. Zhong Jiuyin could not have any relationship with the words "atmosphere", "temptation" and "heart movement".

As soon as he breathed a consciousness, he completely broke the contact with the state he had just prepared just now.

His face was slightly changed in the candlelight, but through a slightly low and slightly tight sound, he expressed a good response after being impacted.

"Why can you think of this reaction in a second, Zhong Jiuyin, hello evil!"

Zhong Jiuyin looked around: "Who farted?"

"Hahahahahahaha Yan, I really thank you!"

"The musician apparently knew her pride, and only said that no one contacted him yet. I don't know if the accident happened. After the dancer was silent for a moment, I mocked it:" I was unwilling to come.

I do n’t respect the dance, I just care about flirting. What do I need to do this dancer? Is it humiliating me? '"

"The musician nodded, and wanted to talk to the lady, but was taken the lead by the chef sitting in the main position. He asked the painter a question:" You said you are seeing the shaking figure and the figures? That figure is one of us

Is it or other people who attended the ball? '"

When Ai Yuanyuan smiled and had no effort, the radio also notified it in a timely manner: "Supplement the plot load in the middle ... Yan Yan's plot completion is 50 %, rewarding 5 gold coins."

"Sister Yin, you can get so smoothly hahahahahaha!"

Anyway, Zhong Jiuyin was easily heard.

"The plot is only 50 % completed, we ... 噗! We have to make up for the back, otherwise, maybe, hahahahaha may affect the later plot ..."

It was the moment Yan Yan performed. He stood up a few steps according to the plot and heard the air.

"The chef moved the knife and fork in front of the plate in front of the plate to create a crisp sound. Seeing everyone turned to look at him, I said," I also feel that something happens.

. So many people, everyone is always better to stay together. '"

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

5 gold coins are no different from begging.

If you return to the primary school Chinese class again, the teacher asked what to fill the room, he must answer the words laughter for the first time.

"There is a strange taste in the restaurant." He said.

Yan Yan: "How do I continue?"

Yan Yan breathed lightly and slowly, and stared at Zhong Jiuyin with no expression.

Ai Yuanyuan also remembered the responsibility of playing the game high. He couldn't help laughing, and he had to find a way to improve the plot.

"Ms. Avantheva said: 'I am a painter, who was invited to paint on the cruise ship, and did not intend to attend the ball. And my task was not fixed time and place.

Observe the scenery on the deck, and then follow the direction of the figure.

Especially Zhong Jiuyin.

"The painter shook his head:‘ I do n’t know, I just saw a shadow walking quickly, thinking who had something to help. ’”

"But just took a few steps, the chef stopped again, closed his eyes and smelled it a few times, his face changed slightly ..."

He might as well not have this gold coin, but also avoid the psychological shadow just left.

Zhong Jiuyin also tried to find a way for him: "I will give you a head? You say you smell a strange smell."

Yan Yan broke the jar and broke, and his tone was stable and undulating. He quickly finished speaking his conjecture, and he would no longer give anyone the possibility of talking.

"The taste is strange, it should be blood in the restaurant."

Yan Yan yesterday: Otherwise, I would have been from her.

Today's Yan Yan: (wooden face) Forget it.

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