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Chapter 87 Alien Emperor, wanton pampering! (eight)
She is so beautiful that I want to take a selfie with her!
Arakiwan thought so, and did so.

He took out a smartphone from his cuff, sat next to the girl, switched to the front camera, found a good angle, made a V, and clicked!
Tu Zhimeng: "..." Big brother, I know you are traveling through time, but can you keep a low profile?
After Arakiwang took the photo, he opened the beauty software and clicked it. Just as he was about to send it to Buwang Planet's dating app, he heard a faint voice behind him.

"Why don't you whiten me?"

Tu Zhimeng pouted, her face full of dissatisfaction.I hate group photos the most, people who only know p themselves!
Arakiwang froze for a moment, looked back with a guilty conscience, and laughed dryly: "I'll give you p right away."

After he finished speaking, he honestly whitened Tu Zhimeng. Looking at Meimei's photo, his mood also became more beautiful!

Just when he was about to click to publish a graphic message, he suddenly realized something was wrong!
Does she know it's a cell phone? !

"You... what do you know about this?" Arakiwang looked at Tu Zhimeng in shock, vaguely feeling that the visitor was not kind.

The girl nodded, her bright eyes blinked, and her voice was delicate and soft: "I know, it's a mobile phone!"

Anyway, there is no one else here, so this mouse will not pretend to be a pure ancient person ~ change to a more exciting pretend!罒ω罒

"You, who are you?!" Arakiwang panicked, silently praying that he must not be a fellow!

Ran goose ...

The girl coughed lightly, changed her serious face, and said with a stern face: "Bold Arakiwang, if you see this warden, don't be rude!"

Warden? !
Arakiwan swallowed his saliva, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "Which warden?"

The girl sat up straight: "Not the Warden of Wang Planet Headquarters."

Arakiwang: "!!!"

He was taken aback for a moment, then immediately jumped out of bed, turned over twice, and finally stood upside down in front of Tu Zhimeng.

Although she knew that this was a ceremony to say hello to Xingxing Wang, she still couldn't help but think of two words: retarded.

[Host, please pay attention to civilized language. 】Just as Dongzao was about to go offline, he heard his host use these two words to describe Mr. Youxian, and reminded him indignantly.

Tu Zhimeng smirked: [Okay, Xiao Zao Zao. 】

"Excuse me." She said to Arakiwang, she couldn't bear his abnormal way of saluting, she cleared her throat, and asked in an interrogative tone: "You escaped from Planet Buwang without authorization, so you know what crime you should be guilty of." ?”

Arakiwang shuddered and fell to the ground with a thud, not daring to look directly at Tu Zhimeng: "Know...know!"

The so-called state-owned state law, family has family rules, and the planet is also a decent planet with rules.

One of them is that any residents who leave Buwang without authorization, no matter where they go, as long as they are found, they will be captured immediately and thrown into the interstellar desert, leaving them to fend for themselves.

And the interstellar desert is a place like hell, and after entering it, it is guaranteed that you will not survive for three days.

"Believe it or not, I'll catch you back right now and throw you into the interstellar desert?" Tu Zhimeng looked at Arakiwang's frightened half-death, feeling a little relieved for no reason.

"No, no!"

Arakiwang stood up in a jerk, stared at Tu Zhimeng pitifully, blinked, and tried to impress her by being cute.

"Cough, if you don't want to go, it's okay." Tu Zhimeng paused slowly, and then continued to add in a straight-forward manner: "First of all, you must be the Seventh Prince well, According to the original development, ascend to the throne and become a generation of Mingjun. Secondly...you must serve the prison director well, and you can't have two hearts."

　Three shifts to the next shift at zero o'clock

　　Oops, I feel that this plane is a bit emmmmm... Forgive Susu for not being good at ancient styles... QAQ will be as short as possible, and then open the next plane.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)