Unexpectedly, Ali was still pouting, looking annoyed, annoyed that this man had such a good memory.
Damn it, who are these people?
Mr. Kai's eyes swept over and over again, staring at Ah Zi, and he instantly became disgusted, "And you, you look like a skinny chicken, you can go."
Ah Zi's eyes widened, a little unable to accept the way others described her. She lowered her head and looked at herself.
The skin is beautiful, does he understand it?
"Uncle, that stallion actually called me a skinny chicken. It's the worst adjective I've ever heard about me in history."
Zhang Ji's crayfish paired with draft beer is definitely a good partner for watching football. People who work together are enemies, and there is no room for two tigers in the same mountain. Real Madrid and Barcelona competed fiercely. The fans' emotions on the field were up and down, and they were constantly booing.
The fans watching the football match at the food stalls also followed the situation like people who escaped from a mental hospital, feeling happy, angry, sad and happy.
Mu Mu wore her waist-length hair loose and clamped her bangs with hairpins. Her forehead changed color along with the TV screen while shopping.
With the condiments on the lobster stuck to the corner of her mouth, she was eating the shrimp meat that Lu Yifan had peeled for her while complaining to him about today's work.
"He really has no vision." Lu Yifan peeled off another shrimp and put it into Mu Mu's bowl.
The supply exceeds the demand, so Mu Mu eats and waits, sometimes even chewing the shell himself.
Mu Mu suddenly remembered something, "By the way, someone raped you in front of me today, saying that if she sleeps with you for one night, it will shorten her life by a few years."
Yifan Lu was very calm and asked with a smile: "Then are you jealous?"
I don’t know how many people regard him as the target of YY. This is not a strange thing.
Mu Mu shook his head without thinking, "No."
She controls heaven and earth, but can she still control other people's poop and farts?
Lu Yifan was quite dissatisfied with this answer. Before he could show it, Mu Mu asked again: "Are you big?"
The size should be quite large. I have felt it, but I have never measured it visually.
This topic was so exciting that Lu Yifan was stunned, "What size?"
Mu Mu wiped the spicy oil on his mouth with his hand, and approached Yifan Lu's face with a smile, "The flower bitch got a group of foreign beauties, and someone here said that the size of the men in our country cannot satisfy the foreign women.
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She is far inferior to Zhao Qingqing's popular science knowledge in this area. If it were Zhao Qingqing today, she would definitely not be curious.
Island countries, Europe and the United States, which size has she not seen?
Yifan Lu's face sank and he said coldly: "You are not allowed to go tomorrow."
What kind of people are they? They are vulgar, and they have made their girls vulgar.
"I just listened and didn't participate. They even talked about your size." Mu Mu didn't take Lu Yifan's order seriously at all. She stuck out her tongue and licked the taste of crayfish on her fingers, still unsatisfied.
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"Oh?" Lu Yifan suddenly became interested again, "Then have you told them whether I am strong or not?"
A loud "bang" sound came from behind them, "Grass mud horse, no matter how famous it is, it is just a cripple, but it is also a powerful pug."
Lu Yifan's face turned black for an instant, and then became livid again, with veins bulging on his forehead.
The corner of Mu Mu's mouth twitched silently. Who is this? They are talking about his own business. Who has the final say on whether he is serious or not?
Filled with righteous indignation, she struck up the case, turned around and cursed angrily, "Your mouth is full of twitching, aren't you?"
