My brother is the lord of animals

If you don't work, try it.

Gu Chen quietly climbed up, found a wooden stick, and started writing ink.

After a day, I came to the scene of the people, and the husband and wife slept well, and they all knew what happened.

The Lord Gui Rui is still very early. He is just a bright, and he is in love with the wife who is sleeping in the temple, and then gives two children to cover the quilt.

The fragrance is better than normal, although it is already a child's mother, you can still be like a girl who just tastes the fruit.

Because of the aesthetics, because there is a man's love, there is more smooth sweetness.

Love, people younger.

It seems that the day is not moving, it is easy to do so good, the fragrance finds that the son is a bit wrong, and each time you contact it quickly.

Is this a bad thing?

How can normal people think of the soul of an adult in the body, and come from the last life.

The fragrance decisively came to the side bed, opened the quilt, not affected, a wet.

Almost didn't hold back, hard to live your intention, "Who is urine?"

The brunette is now eating immediately: "Not me!"

Gu Chen: "......."

He didn't know this, as an adult, although it was a three-year-old body, but the sleeping thing consciously protected, I was afraid that I accidentally pressed, and I left far away.

Plus the brunette like to grab the quilt, the second half, he only took a corner.

The fragrance raises "crime" and puts out the gesture of the side: "Who is that?"

The brunette is innocent: "Brother."

The fragrance is serious to see the son: "Is it you?"

Gu Chen: "..."

Good big mouth.

After the memory is restored, it will be a bit awkward.

The little child does not have a diaper, the fragrance does not know who is urinating, his own is too familiar, the brunette will only play too tired, the night is probability.

Everything is old after breakfast, because it is a bit late, I went to the owner than the time than the appointment.

This is also a little parental, but it is quiet, and there is no happening. The five distortions who often come to find it have not started?

Most of the family is more, especially near winter, all kinds of large parts, this is also the best to find a job, wait until the summer, the servants will come over.

Gu Chen knows what is going on.

Small cannon gray, don't be too simple to face.

Let him worry, this male master, that is, yesterday to buy sugar to buy sugar yesterday - Golden Master.

The fragrant division is not very good, coarse clothes, in order to be afraid of trouble, deliberately drafting, but as long as you observe a few times, the external and the temperament brought by the ice muscles, far Ultraficial to be a fatty powder.

Gu Chen worried about it, and when the day is three, the door of the host is flashing.

Today's golden master is obviously dressed, the beard is shaved, and the face seems to wipe the positive men's maintenance cream, and a bronze robe that is not darent in ordinary people.

Can be washed here, naturally understand the owner, the fragrance will come to himself, and quickly wipe the hand, respectfully stand up and call the golden master.

"Nothing, busy you." Jin Luo smiled and swayed.

Jin Lu is a five-bedroom, and the top is a big beauty. Especially the five soon, that is, the head of the name, I don't know how to die in the red.

In order to redemption, it took a thousand oceans in a full foot.

However, it is true that it is so fresh, just like that sentence, a little Zhu lip is taste, thinking that it is so dirty, blocking.

There is no intention to see the fragrance of the washing clothes, he is shocked.

It's a real woman than the five ambus.

I can't say anything, he seems to have returned to the first time when you are young, and you will quietly appreciate it every day, and you will not be able to look at the waist.

"With the two children, I have worked hard." Jin Lu is clear, let the sound sound more gentle, "Look this, big cold days, I am afraid that I can't get more frostbite."

The fragrance is sincere and fearful, "No, not hard."

Jin Zhuo is soothing, hate can't hug a soft comfort, this is a poor look, but it is not a kiln.

Of course, a good woman is not more hot than the kiln sister, and he can't eat hot tofu.

Jin Lu is aiming at two dolls. It is often free to say like Lajia: "The big is your son, it looks quite thin, the body is not very good?"

The lower head is low, weak: "The child is very good, thank you Jin Master to care."

"You are working, it is also a piece of gold, you don't have to be so polite." Jin Lu is inert, "see you is not easy, this way, I have a few friends to do a doctor, I will take it well. . "

If you don't say this, you will be grateful to Dade, and your son is now her largest heart disease.

Working in big households, not afraid of martyrdom, I am afraid of playing my idea, can't afford.

The fragrance stays respectful: "Thank you, the golden master, no, the child is a little picking, and it is better."

Jin Zai is not reluctant, smile and nodded, and it is far away.

People are gone, the fragrance did not relax, did not dare to rest in the middle, speed up the speed, and wait for the child to go out, I have not loosened, and I feel that my hand is gently pulled.

Son's milk lane: "Look at birds."

The fragrance screamed and understood it.

Because of the physical reasons, from the little listening from the doctor, he does not let him and the children in the Hall, and the time is afraid that the time has taken a problem, take him to play as much as possible.

The birds say the bird, should be a pigeon who is raising in the temple of the foreigner, and I still remember it for so long.

But the distance is very far, that time, is a man pulled it.

A rare son took the initiative to ask, the fragrance hesitated to bite his teeth, and his life stopped a yellow charter.

The cost, a big basin clothes white washed.

The only happy is the brunette. She has come for the first time. When they arrived, the eyes were not enough, and I was happy again.

"Big bird, a lot of big birds, brothers, you will see."

Gu Chen, of course, it is easy to mouth, the last memory is correct, and there is.

Writing, how to send it out, how to collect money is a big problem, a three-year-old child, the communication is equal to zero, adults, probably only knowsite.

Ordinary animals can't, think about it, let only the mandes to send the article, it is estimated that I have been killed.

As for other common, cat dogs are not suitable.

"Morning, don't run." The spirit is highly nervous, she is afraid of foreign people, always feel like the monster in the painting, no man is, what happened to do anything.

Gu Chen is clear, like many children who follow their parents, look at the pigeons at the entrance of the church.

The invisible fluctuations are quietly spread.

The nearest curious looks up and looks at the human cockroaches, and the test is jumped over: "?"

Didn't wait for Gu Chen responded, the brunette fought excitedly: "Birds!"

The pigeons were scared, and immediately flew away.

Gu Chen: "......."

The body is three and a half years old, the soul is actually small, and he can't suppress it, you can only communicate.

The fragrance saw the meaning of his son, pulling the brunette to catch up, not lightly fighting the ass: "Do not make trouble, my brother likes pigeons, you scare, my brother can't read it, I don't understand?"

The brunette disagree, the calf will pursue: "Don't, I want to catch birds."

If you can't communicate, you can't communicate well, Gu Chen wants to think, threatened: "Do not listen to my mother."

The brunette is frightened to cover his mouth: "..."

Xiang Peer: "..."

What is the difference between this and directly telling?

Sure enough, it is a child, but I can still say that it is not a good brother.

The next scene, let the pedestrians are amazed, a white pigeon is like listening to what order, flying to a small , the most amazing, and finally there is only a small shoulder.

Probably, birds also like children.

Of course, some people will not think that this is the biggest pigeon, which will become the most mysterious existence of this city.

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The media industry did not look so simple. In addition to the "Oriental Daily" four major newspapers, there are dozens of small newspapers that survive in the gates.

Zhang Hui is one of the edits of "Daily News". Recently, he feels to be unemployed. No, there is no more than one month in its own news, although the boss does not lack of money, but so good, I still can't hold it.

The newspaper content is nothing more than those, time-political news, everyone can get resources, see who is the same, the entertainment lace, the same, I want to go, I can only make an article in the serial novel.

If you can find a high quality novel, it is equivalent to attracting a batch of stable readers.

The way knows, but it is not so easy. The mother of the sea is so much, and it has been monopolized by the four major newspapers. It is not the money to get it. As for the new writers who can write high quality novels, where to find?

This day, I went to open the door after a night, I saw the door to stop the pigeon on the door.

Zhang Hui stayed, knowing that foreigners like to raise pigeons, here is not far from the nearest churches, occasionally flying only normal, he didn't think much, wearing a hollow hat just want to go, the head is a burst, then one The sheet of strips fell in a rotation.

There is a line above: You vow to eat me.

Zhang Hui: "......."

What ghost?