Chapter 289: Miss Wu, the waste material outside the welfare fan, is the lineup of the grandmother
Chapter 289 Welfare Fan Waste Materials Miss Seven is the ink line of the grandfather
[The secret that has to be said between the author and the character! 】
Today, it is the birthday of Zou Mo, the author of "The Miss Seven Scraps: Emperor Supreme, Lightly Love".
Moye is happy, decisively invests huge sums of money, and gathers the lineup of Miss Seven of Waste Materials together!
The scene is arranged in a high-end atmosphere, low-key luxury has connotation!
I saw the grand palace hall, which is magnificent and magnificent.
Innocently lazy lying on the soft couch of the hall, surrounded by small fresh meat, Xiaomeiren is around.
Pinch the foot massage to hand the fruit, it is a pleasant ~
In the night, there was a gorgeous red dress, and the skirt was like a blooming rose. I saw the petals flying.
At night, there was a cake coming over: Moye, happy birthday.
My grandfather is big and gleaming: my beautiful girl is still good to me~ Come and come, we will make a drink~~ eat a cake and sing a song! ~
The night cleared up and smiled, and the enchanting charm of the sorrowful stare at the ink lord: In fact, I came here today, is to discuss with the ink master ~
Ink stunned his eyes and the small heart thumped: What? Is it the author of the unspoken rule?
At night, the fingers cleared up a little cake and sent it to the mouth of the ink, and laughed that it was called a singularity: say~Muye adults~When did you make me a hegemon, now this step by step, the more the level of the monsters The babies are anxious wow~
Ink really bite the cake that the beauty handed: Ah hahaha~ don't panic~~ The author has his own arrangements!
Suddenly, a small boy was found beside him, and his lips were red and white: that...Mu Ye, can I ask for a request~
Moye hooked his finger and took the little boy into his arms: Xiaoxiaoer~~ said! This author is happy today, what requirements are asked!
(Well... Of course, full of dissatisfaction, see the author’s mood~ wow hahaha!)
Night Fengjing is hanging down: Is my play too little? Can you let me add a play~
Ink touched his chin: it depends on your performance~
The night Fengjing had not spoken yet and was taken away by one hand.
The night is clear and fall over; Xiao Yan, you are still small ~ there will always be something after the drama, now let my sister and Mo Ye talk about it~
Ghost: rely on! There is Laozi! Laozi’s drama! Mom, a chicken! Say that I can go to the devil's class as a master! ! What if you are special, you forget the old man!
Night madness and other night family weak feet: look at the birthday of Moye's birthday~ Can you give us a play of Sanquanzong~ After all, Sanquanzong is going to be down, you have to show your face! !
Night maple blame no expression: I have forgotten the reader~ Who am I? who am I? Mom, I don’t know who I am!
The gangsters of the late family are twitching: We are just a bunch of forgotten people! !
Readers: ... It seems that there are too many people forgotten by the ink.
Ink’s body fell backwards, and the swaying legs of the singer’s body: to show up, to be on the mirror, you have to pay something~~ For example, bribe, God’s horse~~
The characters are rushing to the side of the inkry: I, I, I, I! ! ! I am bribing! ! ! I pay! ! ! !
At this moment, the wind is raging!
A strong pressure, suddenly spread in the hall.
In the air, it seems as if they are making a loud noise.
A purple figure descends from the sky.
Everyone exclaimed: Emperor Zun adults! ! Emperor Supreme! ! !
Emperor Mo Xuan noble and glamorous swept a group of people: to the deity!
Everyone is stunned, wants to go up, but wants to live more, and shrinks to the side! !
The ink lord who had shaken his legs, stiffened on the soft couch.
At this moment, the legs don't shake, people don't laugh, they are stupid!
Mom, a chicken! The Emperor is too powerful! The author has a bag, ready to run!
I haven’t taken a few steps yet, and the golden proportion of the Emperor’s adult is in front of her.
Moye shivered and his face was stiff.
I saw the Emperor’s fingers moving, slowly and slowly...
Mommy! This is especially because the author has teased his wife and daughter, to kill the author?
Just when Moye asked for mercy, I saw a cake in the hands of Emperor Zun!
Emperor Supreme: Moye~! happy Birthday! On this grand day, please give me a little more chance to be close to the woman!
Everyone:...
Ink::
Immediately, Moye raised his head firmly and made a mighty unyielding: Do you think that force can make me surrender? !
Emperor Supreme: One hundred book coins hold once! Five hundred book coins kiss once!
Ink: Cheng! cross!
Readers: Mommy... I’m going to do it!
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I would like to thank the babies for giving birthday greetings to Moye on the birthday of Moye~
Every blessing warms the heart of the ink.
Into the writing industry, Murray never regrets, because I know that I am not alone.
Sincerely thank you!
Because the author has something to say, it has been swallowed up by the system for a long time. Many words are not displayed on the mobile phone~
Just borrow some words from here~
Thanks to the condensate ya 萱 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 凝 凝 凝 凝 凝 凝
Thank you, Lulu for the blessing of the reward~
PS: The smashing of the building activity has begun to provoke ~ in the top of the book review replies, blessing the ink, or publishing a view on the text, there is a chance to win, reward QQ red envelope 哟~
In addition, Moye opened the function of [Da Shen said], in the QQ reading, click on the author's name [Zou Mo] to see the function of the question, what do you want to ask, want to talk to the ink, want to hear You can ask questions here~
(End of this chapter)
