Yuan threw away your stupid eyes. Of course, I was so happy that I jumped up and down after getting Mo's gold medal in death. If it weren't for the speech meeting, I would have directly provoked him to show his happiness.
As soon as I think of Minister Lan's bad face, I couldn't help but feel excited to set off firecrackers to celebrate. Haha, that scene is so satisfying.
"What makes you so happy?" A familiar breath that makes you feel weak approached, and a playful voice rang out again.
Scared! Could this breath be Lan Xiyan? I looked up to confirm with great fear of death
Master Buddha, is this the test you gave me? What is that saying? I won’t go to hell, who will go to hell, but Master Buddha, I am Feng Wusha, a 15-year-old cute girl in my prime, Feng
The pearl in the palm of your home, the good student of Yuanhai Academy, and the flower of the future of the motherland. How could you bear to let me go to hell like this? Why do you always send Lan Xiyan to water me with water? Don't you
Do you know that Minister Lan often secretly adds ice to the water in the name of "extinguishing the phoenix mist yarn"? [
I just accidentally forgot the promise I made when I was a child, and then I accidentally forgot him. I was punished all the way since I entered the private school of Yuanhai, and then it became bleak until the sun and the moon were gone. This punishment is too much
Be cruel!
Master Buddha, I want to complain! However, before complaining, I seem to have to drive away my bad luck first.
I am pitiful, the child that my parents don’t love and grandpa doesn’t love, dad, mom, grandpa, you must not mind what I cried, right, hehe.
After sighing for my 'bumpy fate' for three thousand times, I finally accepted my fate and put on my face a smile that was enough to laugh at the Great Wall to defend myself. (What is that word called? Just smile, just smile, and then
The Great Wall collapsed, haha, my lady’s fun in life is just to explain idioms) “That that one is actually my hands just sore.”
He scrambled the paper into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, and then laughed, "Yes, my hands are sore, so I'm doing radio gymnastics, hey, just