The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 3300 The clown is me

"Tonight, you can't leave either."

The corners of Fang Fan's mouth raised slightly, and then he muttered to himself, the sparkle in his eyes involuntarily increased.

Suddenly, the base of Murong Yu's ears turned red...

Just now Fang Fan deliberately leaned over and murmured softly, puffs of hot air rushed towards him, coupled with those inappropriate words, instantly broke Murong Yu's defense.

At this moment, there is no energy left in my heart to take care of jealousy or something, I just want to dig a hole in the ground and get in.How embarrassing!
The bastard!He did it on purpose!
Murong Yu took a deep breath, thinking to himself, and then couldn't help casting a resentful look at Fang Fan.

Anyway, at this moment, I feel bad in my heart...

My brain is even buzzing.

This feeling cannot be expressed clearly in a few words.

All in all, it is very appropriate...

"you……"

"What do you mean?"

"All together?"

"Co-author, the clown is actually me?"

Ding Ling, the middle-aged beautiful woman tutor, opened her mouth. At this moment, the black lines on her forehead grew more and more. While talking, she couldn't help taking a few breaths.

What's all this about?

The more I talk, the more I can't understand...

A fancy suit...

This is why some people don't understand the many routines in it...

Thinking about this, my brain became buzzing.

After tossing for a long time, Ding Ling, the middle-aged beautiful woman tutor, gritted her teeth and left.

What are you doing staying here?
Isn't it embarrassing enough?
As night falls, there is silence...

Inside the tent, there is no sense of anticipation as they tell each other their hearts and minds...

It's just that there are too many people, and I really couldn't let go at first.

Especially Murong Yu, whose face was flushed from beginning to end, and looked very embarrassed anyway.

I wanted to say something, but all the words seemed to be locked in my throat and I couldn't speak anymore.

Many thoughts and ideas are slowly solidified here, and it is nothing...

Everything, silence.

"Yu'er, don't be so restrained..."

"Everyone is so familiar! It's okay..."

"Xiangfei is your apprentice, and Xiao Liuli is also your apprentice..."

"Well...Jiayi can be regarded as your student..."

Take it easy.

Fang Fan leaned close to Murong Yu's ear and said softly.

What returned was Murong Yu's resentful look.

"You bad guy! You know how to mess with flowers!"

"It's all right now! Is it all gone?"

"so bad!"

"These are all my apprentices, how can I let go?"

"You...you let me go!"

Murong Yu took a deep breath, and then rolled his eyes angrily.

The thing is such a thing, the situation is such a situation.

From a comprehensive point of view, it is particularly embarrassing...

A few words can no longer make a clear expression.

After thinking about this, it is good to have a feeling in my heart.

"It's impossible to let go, it's impossible to let go in this life..."

"You were the one who sent it to your door just now. If you want to escape now, it may not be that simple..."

Fang Fan murmured to himself, and the light in his eyes gradually increased. At this moment, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, all kinds of thoughts gathered here, and the changes in his facial expressions were particularly real.

Looking at it, I don't have a feeling.

What followed was a rather chaotic time.

Under the night, the lights are turned off, and everything is silent...

Because he couldn't let go of the tent he built, Fang Fan could only move the battlefield to the small world of Chutian Pavilion in the end.

(End of this chapter)