A Guide For Vicious Female Matchmakers

Running around, petite figures appeared anywhere in the house, and the two chased them in a hurry, for fear that Yu Zhao would come back at this time.

After running the marathon lap after lap, the thin wings still had room to spare? But the two of them were no longer able to do it, and they slid on the ground and gasped, exhausted.

Thin wings jumped to the top of the cabinet and sat down, Shi Shiran licked his snow-white fur, his face was noble and cold, full of mockery.

This wave is not very harmful and very insulting. The two women are dying of femininity, and their love for the cat has become hate. .

Thin wings didn't care about the top-ups, his head shrank and escaped the wave of headshots.

But the two of them didn't care about it. They grabbed something and smashed toward the thin wings, obviously to catch her, and they didn't care about her life anymore.

Bo Chi cursed wildly in her heart, and she tried to find holes and drills everywhere, but because she was so spoiled by the two masters, she got into a hole with her head, but her stomach was stuck!

Thin wings struggled, struggling with his hind legs, the more anxious he got, the more anxious he got and he couldn't get out. In the end, even though the woman was grabbed by the waist and pulled out, he also fell into the sack.

She yelled intentionally, and was afraid of angering the two perverts. In turn, she was beaten. She could only show the tips of her claws aggrieved, and scratched the sack secretly.

Since she was very conscious of the current affairs and shut her mouth, the women were angry, but still a bit sensible. Seeing that the prey had already been obtained, they stopped using violence, so as not to sell them at a good price later.

After the sack was tied, they had no time to clean up the house, so they went downstairs and went out in a hurry.

Thinwing was scratching the sacks all the way, but the quality of the sacks was so good that she hadn't scratched a hole until the two women entered the pet shop.

"Boss!" The woman asked urgently: "Are you here? Take pets?"

The boss is a gentle-looking young man. Hearing this, he nodded and said: "Close, you are here to sell..."

His gaze flicked over the sack in the woman's hand, his original words circled around his mouth, and he changed his words: "Are you here to collect the tatters? Sorry, I am here? There is no waste."

The two women had a dark face, put the sack on the table roughly, and took out the poor, weak and helpless thin wings, and said in a bad mood: "We are here to sell pet cats!"

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