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937. Chapter 937 Third Master Mighty Four

Sanmao immediately jumped on his feet and was about to rush over. As soon as he took a step, he was pulled directly from behind and lifted up.

"You little brat, be quiet!" Yuan He held Sanmao's collar with one hand and said with a smile, "Stay there obediently. The brothers here will take care of it. Don't come and cause trouble. There is a guy the same size as you over there.

My little sister is pink and cute, and she is just right for you. Let’s go to the side to talk and talk.”

He Lianying: "..."

Comrade Sanmao: "..."

Lian Tianqi opened the folding fan, shook it twice, and said with a smile: "Brother Yuan He is very reasonable. You two are of the same age, so you can communicate with each other, and maybe you can create a beautiful relationship!"

The two men looked at each other, their eyes sparkling.

The two people's eyes were filled with the light of mutual understanding. In Shu Jingrong's view, such men looking at each other was so vulgar and gay, making people want to slap them together and throw them away.

The two grown men had a good "communication".

Sanmao's delicate little face immediately became angry, kicked his legs in the air, and cursed: "What bastard, let go of your Third Grandpa!"

As soon as Yuan He let go of his hand, Sanmao's figure flashed as he landed on the ground, and he slapped his paw behind him. Yuan He flew back and slid a distance away, with a smile on his face.

"Little boy, don't be so hot-blooded. You'll understand everything when you get older! There's no need to get angry now!"

He kept mumbling, as if he was always ready to anger the little boy in front of him.

But just as he thought, the little boy's overly delicate face was already flushed red at this time, and his black eyes were staring at him closely. His hands were faintly shining with silver, but the hands under the wide sleeves were already red.

Transformed into its original claw form.

A small white hand gently touched the little boy's silver hair. The little guy's eyes were already shining brightly, but the light under his sleeves suddenly faded away in the next second.

Shu Jingrong stroked Sanmao's silver hair with a serious look on her face and said: "Sanmao, with your temper, I'm really worried that you won't find a partner in the future. I can't bear to see you alone like this all the time. I won't let you go if you turn around."

Xiao Yingying can stay with you for a while, since we are of similar age and can enlighten you."

As she said that, her hands pulled her twice more without any politeness!

Pull the originally smooth silver hair directly towards the chicken coop head.

Gee, it feels really good in the hand. It is worthy of ferret hair. It feels really good!

Did you think that I really didn't hear you when you scolded me before? Although I closed my eyes, my ears were not deaf yet. I didn't do anything before just because you just happened to come out. Do you think I really didn't notice anyone?

Can't come.

She had already noticed Zhao Shihong as soon as he arrived.

murderous look!

She has always been very sensitive to malicious auras, how could she really be completely unaware of it.

"Idiot, take your stinky paw away from me!"

Sanmao roared angrily and slapped Shu Jingrong.

Shu Jingrong dodged and retreated quickly, the corner of her mouth raised slightly: "Children, don't be so angry, speak softly and use words to win, so that you can appear to be magnanimous, cultivated, stylish, graceful and capable!"

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