My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

The robot that Gu Yu prepared for the small group became the most popular gift of the audience.

After the monarch walked around with a small group, the last robot was also robbed.

Ms. Mu Xiaohai’s mother must have smoked her head.

Can the two poor ghosts afford gifts?

Is it still very popular?

This is simply licking her face in public.

Still have not put her president of the family committee in the eyes!

Mu Xiaohai, who was hanging aside, looked at the mini-robot in the palace and wanted to go. As a result, his mother was alive and kicked: "Don't go! The kind of worthless stuff, we are not rare!"

Mu Xiaohai wowed, sitting on the ground, crying, he was such a small fat man, sitting down and screaming, and put his expensive Transformers to sit down, no time to care, just look at me: "I Yes, I want, I want that robot!"

Mu Xiaohai's mother is not good at him. He is awkward, and stretches out a hand. He screams at Gu Yu: "I don't want your son to take one out! Did you see me crying with your children? You guys? Why is a family so ignorant!"

Gu Yu picked up his eyebrows and looked at the small group.

I saw the last robot that the small group left for himself, and immediately hid it with his hands behind his back. The little face recovered a high cold, and he even had a word, and he was too lazy to give it to the unreasonable mother and child.

The robot that Gu Yu originally prepared was just right, and everyone has one, even if the small group left one.

Why is it that the last one is gone?

She suddenly remembered that there was a little girl who just sent a small group to ask her to make a pair of male robots and a female robot.

The small group was generously given.

Well, such a small will favor the girl, she is determined to maintain the romantic behavior of the gentleman.

Good men are cultivated from childhood!

"You want me to give it? Exchange gifts are voluntary, do you understand?" Gu Yan looked back.

"But my children are crying! Cry so sad, can't you see your eyes?" Mu Xiaohai's mother pointed.

Gu Yu said faintly: "What is your child crying about me? Who makes you okay?"

"You! If it is not your broken gift, can my child cry? You, you are deliberately disturbing the order of our events!"

"Then you are acknowledging that you organize your own activities, even the ability to maintain order is not?" Gu Yu's leisurely, and Mu Xiaohai's mother's teeth and claws, in stark contrast.

"I... I... I announced that this event does not welcome you, you poor parents, not worthy of our noble kindergarten!"

Mu Xiaohai's mother's red nails were quickly poked in front of Gu Yu.

suddenly.

A cold scream, screaming out.

"Which dog paws pointed at the woman of Laozi, is it tired?" Gong Jue was helping the small group to put the 28 gifts exchanged back into the gift box and put them in front of the teacher's desk.

How do you know that when you turn around, there is actually a woman who doesn’t know how to live and die.

Seeing his heart fire, he directly slaps the hand of the monk.

Mu Xiaohai's mother is a beggar.

The hand was shot by the prince, and it hurts like the bones are broken.

The man’s gas field did not expect such a strong, hard-working steel!

Originally, she thought it was a poor white face. After all, the real rich man should be as fat and big as her husband. Unexpectedly, actually... is it a mixed society? Call up and kill when you come up?