Ming Guogong woke up so quickly, Ming Lanruo returned to his room first.
She found that the master of the Governor was very good tonight, meals honestly, read the official documents, accompanied her to take a bath, and only gave her massage.
The rules are full of people.
During the rest, he didn't touch her with the two whimpered claws, so he rested on the quilt so honestly, lying flat on the side with "entering the tomb" — sleep.
Although Ming Lanruo was a little wondering, he was a little uncomfortable.
Did this sun come out of the west?
She looked at the serenity on the side as if she was ready to enter the puppet, and wanted to touch his head, are you okay? Are you okay?
It's okay ...
Well, sleep.
She also lay down.
At this time, a yellow -black stripe fat spider climbed from the window while he was full.
Rhubarb spit out the spider silk from his buttocks hanging himself.
It fell on the side of the account and looked down at it. Well, the witch didn't mate the spawning of the fool who was dizzy on the side tonight, it was good!
Its two hundred years of babies do not want to be tarnished for eight eyes!
Rhubarb opened the account, drilled in, climbed to Minglan Ruo's head on the account, and was ready to spit out a little bit to hang itself, sleep well.
Although it was afraid of the king of the witch's belly, when the king was not prestigious, the king of the witch's body was a good thing, and it had great benefits to it.
If Ming Lan hadn't fell asleep, he suddenly felt that his "dog" went outside to eat.
She felt average, opened her eyes, and she saw the rhubarb being busy.
She glanced at her, sleeping quietly on the side.
She turned back to her eyes, stretched the rhubarb, stretched her fingers outside the account — to sleep outside.
Cang Qiao was afraid of rhubarb, but she didn't want to wake up in the middle of the night to see the big yellow ass on his head, either he killed the rhubarb, or killed him by herself.
Rhubarb is too lazy to ignore her, and continue to spit with her butt.
If Ming Lan raised an eyebrow -yo, shook?
She reached out and grabbed its ass.
The rhubarb was squeezed out, and hurriedly hugged her hand honestly.
Ming Lanruo held it directly from the account and threw it out.
Rhubarb was thrown on the cold floor. It was grievantly to death, climbed up slowly, combed the messy head with mouth with mouth, climbing away.
Hum, a dead witch, for a fool who looks good, does not let it sleep together, it will take a while again to drink the fool!
Forget it, it does not compare with a fool. When the witch lays eggs, it will eat him!
Seeing that he dares to sleep with the witch!
Ming Lanruo threw the rhubarb out and turned to look at Cang Qiao, who was still asleep, and didn't know if her illusion.
I always feel that his face is pale again.
Doesn't this grandfather fall asleep? See the rhubarb?
She reached out and waved in front of his eyes. She didn't look at him any response, so she yawned, lay down, and slept obediently.
In the dark room, the man lying straight on the bed slowly relieved.
He opened his eyes and looked at the top of the account, thinking silently.
There is always a way to solve the weakness of his insects like spiders.
Otherwise, if his little mother is angry, take the fat bug to support the scene without calling him close, so what should I do?
Of course, the best way to chop the fat bug.
The murderous murderous flashed in his phoenix.
pity......
That was the baby's baby pet. He didn't want to call his little mother.
Cang Qiao's eyebrows were slightly closed, and he began to ponder how to solve the weakness and weakness of his body.