Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief

"Don't, don't cry." Yan Hua is a little bully, but his temper is not bad, and he doesn't like bullying. He heard Tian Dong cry so loudly, panic, and turned, his little **** still sitting on the little belly. Stand up: "I just got very light, no effort, hurt you? You can rest assured, you, your place is still there."

She didn't poke the thing down. Does Dongzi need to cry like this?

When the people searched for Dongzi’s crying, they saw that the son of Tian’s second child was smashed and let the granddaughter’s granddaughter live under him.

That picture is so beautiful...

"Sprinking..." Hearing that there was such an experience with Yanhua and that Dongzi, Qiao Nan smiled and slobted: "Really fake? Sister Hua has smashed the pants of others and touched what others have, she can also Forgetting the other person's cleanliness? Isn't it so fierce?

She only heard that, because of the curiosity, whoever looked at the skirt of the little girl, it was the first time I heard that the girl who had smashed the pants of Xiaozhentai’s pants was too fresh. It is.

When I heard Joannan’s words, my face was blackened: “Someone dare to marry your skirt?!”

Qiao Nan smiled and stabbed: "I am talking about the sister of Suihua and Dongzi. When I was young, I didn't go through the skirt."

Joe has a skirt, even if she used to wear only the old clothes of Joe, but the clothes that Joe Zi especially likes to wear, even if it is old, it is not possible for her to get started.

Of course, as a beautiful girl who loves beauty, the favorite thing for Joe Zi is of course the flower skirt.

Even after the flower skirt was old, and where it was broken, Joe Zi was reluctant to give Qiao Nan, all of which made Ding Jiayi cut and cut, and stepped on a small cloth bag that allows Joe to play through the house.

Therefore, Qiao Nan did not know if there was any boy who wanted to marry her little skirt. Anyway, she did not give this opportunity to be right.

Before the ascension, Ding Jiayi and Qiao Zikai were very reprimanded, but in this matter, he rarely saw that the other party was not so annoying, but he did not like it.

Nothing else, soaring myself has not done, among the group of people who grew up, there are really people who have worn the little girl's little skirt.

"What happened then?" Qiao Nan was anxious to gossip.

Soaring and clearing the scorpion: "At that time, I was small, I didn't understand things. Dongzi himself couldn't marry after a few words. The elders started to swear. One of them didn't hold back, not only wiped tears for Dongzi, but also helped Dongzi. Put on the trousers and say that she grew up after she grew up."

"Hey, this is how to put down the pants of others, how can I help people put on their trousers? Female middle hero!" Qiao Nan could not help but erect the big thumb, too glory for their women.

It’s no wonder that Big Brother said that he was married to a little daughter-in-law.

When I think of Tian Dong, I can be recognized as a little girl, and Tian Dong’s face is designated to be able to see.

"But such a thing, how can Sister Hua forget it?" He took the pants of others and put them on the other side, and threatened to swear each other.

No matter which one, Qiao Nan said that if she changed her words, she would never forget it in her life.

Sighing and sighing: "It may be too much in the man's pile, so I forgot."

It is also because Yuhua grew up in a man's pile, and most of them really don't regard themselves as women.

Looking at the only sister like a man all day, soaring is also worried, otherwise, when I knew the existence of Wei De, the soaring will not be in the first time, let Wei De get from the side of Yu Hua go.

Excessive hands and feet, soaring may not be convenient, but it is not a difficult thing to transfer Wei De from his own hands and transfer to other places.

It is rare to have a man who can make Yuhua realize his gender. Soaring this is a softening of Wei De's hand.

But no one thought of it. It’s hard to see one of them. It’s hard to be so eager to let go. It’s just that Weid’s own disappointment, and the **** is totally unacceptable.

In the mouth, talking about the things of Shuhua, the ascending hand is like his own consciousness, and began to drill into Qiao Nan’s clothes.

When Joanna discovered it, he couldn’t stop the soaring action. Qiao Nan’s face was red: “Isn’t that serious?”

"It is important to say that there is no ‘doing.'” The eyes of the soaring eyes shimmered with a strange light. A turn over was pressed on Qiao Nan’s body: “When you care about others, should you care about me?”

Qiao Nan wants to say: You are by my side, what can be concerned, the mouth is soared to block.

All along, the speed has always been off the clothes, but the speed has always been a lever, but I do not know from what time, soaring off Jo Nan's clothes, faster than taking off their clothes.

Waiting for Qiao Nan to light up, the rising eyes flashed green, and said a faintly: "This thing, I thought for a day!" The moment I saw Joanna wearing a wedding dress, soaring mind There is only one thought of taking off Jo Nan clothes.

Soaring is not heavy, he grows up well, his family is good, and the little girl who turns around him is definitely not only Qiu Chen.

When the little girls chased and swelled, what means were made out. There used to be a little girl who wore more than the set of wedding dresses that Joanna tried today. It was regarded as the early best perspective.

Almost three points, the other body parts and skin are all at a glance.

The other party dispatched such a squad, so as to achieve the squint, the other party fell into his arms, soaring and taking a small step to the side, let the girl fall to the ground.

Soaring has always thought that it will be like this for a lifetime.

What he didn't expect was that after he met Qiao Nan, he opened his mind and determined his feelings for Qiao Nan. He turned from Liu Xiahui to a evil spirit.

"Don't shave." Joannan stunned and glanced up, and then she was soared into the abyss of desire, tossed by soaring.

After a long time, Qiao Nan’s voice whispered and said: “Hey, hey, big brother... go out, go...”

"Let's wait." The soaring voice was stuffy, and it seemed to be a sigh of relief.

"..."

"Stop!" Qiao Nan cried, venting on the soaring back.

It’s a pity that at this time, Jonan’s strength has been soared and dried up. The sound sounds soft and soft, just like a little milk cat. It’s obviously a slap in the face, soaring back. On the top, even the scratches did not stay, as if it was tickle.

"It's all right." Soaring and pity, he kissed him on the face of Qiao Nan's drunk, but the fierceness of the action under him was completely inversely proportional to this loveful pity.