"Such a little fellow, a playwright. It's suggestive that I'm leaving you. Tut Tut, I'm really stupid. " An Wuchang claps her hands and sniffs at Yu Jianmei's careful thinking.

When Jiang languo hears the voice, he has 50% of the thought that an is OK. The next sentence is how much he likes himself, so that his IQ finally realizes that there is something wrong with other people's words.

As a result, an was very angry and said: "as for my temperament, I don't know how many gods want to destroy me. I can't find a big tree to be my support."

Cheng, Jiang languo is in vain. He can at least have a little love for an.

An was still humming with pride: "it's hard to find such a big tree to rely on and raise your eyes. Who can let go of this cheap

With that, an Wuchang, who sits on one side, gradually leans towards Jiang languo's posture. Just as Jiang Lang can't guess his next step, an Wuchang can't predict what Jiang's next move will be, so lean on.

Leaning against the couch, a sound of head banging on the couch, as an immortal, for the first time, there was pain other than that, which made Ann a little confused.

And slowly get up to avoid the safe Jiang languo, looking at his innocent like, light hook corners of the mouth.

"Godly..." An no harm reaction came over, covered his head, tears are weeping: "you do not love me."

"I don't know." Someone's tone was flat, and he sat down at the table and poured himself tea.

"Shenzun, don't you see that I'm already crying, and I'm still interested in drinking tea, but I don't want to coax me." Ann was discontented and pouted.

A typical spoiled child.

Tea, and then slightly frown tea: "no God."

An Wuchang was so eaten to death by Jiang languo, he directly shifted his attention and said: "of course, before I ascended, I was a famous tea man. My pretty face charmed the young girl a few miles away."

Jiang languor quietly replied: "it's a beauty who loves panting."

Hearing the sound, an's face turned red and blinked: shyness, God Zun is hooking him again.

The mood began to calm down, and an was in a comfortable position on the couch to talk about the past.

Although he did not know that the human plot was entirely caused by his own brain hole.

He also asked Jiang to respond from time to time, otherwise he would be confused.

All of a sudden, an was still in tears and sighed, "I'm a famous handsome little tea man. Who knows, I'm honored by God..."

The voice gradually became smaller and smaller, and he said, "this big scum man is in love with him."

Yes, Jiang Lang, the man who cheated the cannon dregs in the world is a God, so he can also think of the dregs of the world.

An got out of the bed and rushed to him. He grabbed the tea in his hand and drank it. The sudden sadness in his heart was: "god respect..."

"Well?" What is the appearance of an Wuchang who was hurt by love? It's hard to understand how strange ideas can be contained in his head.

Ann sniffed, especially aggrieved: "God has not been happy for a long time, or hasn't been happy with me since I was promoted. It's just

With a "Wow," an Wuchang began to cry, "I just feel that I owe it to me in the world. Conscience is aroused again, so it protects me, hurts me, but will not love me again

Ginger languid heavy gas, the skull was safe Wulitou whole some pain.

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