Liu Chen smiled and shook his head. "How can I hesitate? You said it. If we can’t solve this doomsday crisis, I can’t graduate with Pear Painting."
The old man got up and stretched himself and patted Lu Chen on the shoulder. "This is what men do. Love is a good thing."
Anger saw Lu Chen’s eyes firmly and completely relieved.
In the past, the child was confused, and he felt that it was also a good thing. This means that the other person is a person, not a cold-blooded creature
As if remembering something, I woke up and said, "Oh, don’t forget that I said you should be careful not to kill people."
Lu Chen stared blankly for a long time before he realized what the old rascal meant. "I, we are very unified, okay?"
Then he quickly changed the subject. "What did I get?"
He kind of wants to go to the North Pole to investigate. It’s good to find clues about the Dragon King or the half-blood monarch.
A brush to strengthen their own material, a brush to the throne key.
However, Anger said, "For the time being, you should enjoy your youth more without young people. We are all worried that you have been influencing your mood with high intensity. It is quite good to hold a beauty contest recently. Let’s have fun with everyone."
Liu Chen recalled the beauty contest project and hesitated, "This … let’s not. Boys are more handsome than who. Why do you always blame me or … just look?"
"Son, you are biased. When I was young, the Cambridge Brotherhood participated in the beauty pageant on behalf of everyone, and won the first place among boys to win funds for the club."
Anger remembered his past and looked proud.
Lu Chen really wants to vomit. Is that really something to be proud of?
But I got up when I saw that the headmaster still wanted to encourage himself. "If the headmaster has nothing else to do, I will go back first."
Anger looked at Liu Chen who fled, smiled and said to himself, "It’s good to be young."
……
When Lu Chen and the headmaster had a pleasant afternoon tea, the dormitory in 135 was full of citrus fragrance on this beautiful weekend.
"Summer, Xia Mi, don’t … don’t touch there … ah-"
Painted pear with pink and soft lips like cherry blossoms, slightly open and spit out warm breath, and Xia Mi’s talons behind him cried out unwillingly.
"Don’t make a fuss about painting pear clothes. Just put up with eleven thousand and be heard by Brother Lu next door. What are we doing?"
Xia Mi complained that his hands continued to struggle and carefully tried to bring the two together.
The bedroom curtains are firmly covered. At this time, there is almost no cloth for the two girls. Xia Mi is wearing a dark blue bikini with a slim waist and jade legs, and there are still a few drops of glittering and translucent water droplets left on her hair tips.
She is helping to draw a pear dress belt behind her. Just now, she couldn’t resist trying to test the weight of the pear dress.
But the reality is cruel. She clearly realizes what she can’t do. Why is there such a big gap between Asahina and Chennai?
Bang-
Rope fracture sound Xia Mi silently took two steps back and looked up at the broken belt in his hand. He held his chest in his hands and painted a pear dress with a melancholy expression on his face. "Painting a pear dress, I feel that you bully me."
Painting pear clothes is a bit blank. "Ah, what’s the matter, Xia Mi?"
Xia Mi nai sighed and threw the belt aside. "Sister Milala bought you the wrong number. She bought it as 36 C."
There are some doubts about painting pear clothes. "Can the former Milanella elder sister give me his clothes to wear?"
Xia Mi put his hand on the painted pear clothes, his shoulders were smooth and his eyes were serious. "Stop talking about painted pear clothes. I know you are still growing, but I still have growth potential!"
Then she turned and muttered, "Three years and three years!"
Painting pear clothes don’t understand what Xia Mi muttered some distress way "but the day after tomorrow beauty contest? Gdzilla also implicitly told me not to attend or not to go. "
Xia Mi immediately turned and held up a powder fist. "That how line? Don’t you want to take Brother Lu with your confession? "
She bewitched, "Besides, I’m a roommate who painted pear clothes and I’m not interested in love. It’s very good to get that. What if he wins by being a brother and a girl?"
Painting pear clothes is still hesitant. Gdzilla said that it is much more interesting to take her out to play at night than to participate in the beauty contest.