Chapter 647: The tomb of the tomb is too stuffy. Sao 35 (reward plus more)

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In the end, Han Han couldn't bear it. When he went to the washroom with Momo, he grabbed Luo Fengfeng.

"Little Maple, you and Murray will not really be that kind of relationship?"

"Not yet!" Luo Xiaofeng shook his head with a smile.

These days, her relationship with Mo Yan, although it was because he found out that he was a girl, became more greasy.

However, she felt that she still could not accept it. His Kunlun fetus was immortal.

"Not yet? That means that I am ready to have it?!" Han Yu’s heart raised the anger of Mo Ming. "Do you know that you two are same-sex!"

"I……"

Luo Yufeng himself wants to tell him that he is actually a woman.

But when I looked up, I found that Han Han’s eyes were shining with strange light.

Her heart suddenly had a bad feeling.

"You shouldn't like me?"

"What are you talking about! I like the kind of girl who is slanted and slanted back!" Han Yu turned his head to the side. "I want to remind you that your family will not agree with you and a man. If you want to let the ink master use the trick, it is best not to give him hope."

He had called home two days and asked about the matter of this ink, and he was not only famous for his ability to be in this way, but also his heart is notorious.

In the early years, those who wanted to count him were killed too much. Later, no one dared to hit his mind with him.

"You can rest assured! I can do it with him, I can do it!" Luo Xiaofeng smiled and patted Han Han, just sighed, and Momo opened the door and walked up.

"What's the matter?" His cold eyes fell on the white hands of Luo Xiaofeng, then he held his face and wrapped it in his palm.

"Nothing!" Luo Xiaofeng smiled guilty.

She can get a fart!

If it is refused to be useful, this ink has already drawn a line with himself, and it is not as close and intimate as it is now.

However, it is important to break Han Han’s thoughts on his own. After all, he is really not his own dish, and he has no habit of eating grass.

They returned to H City, and Luo Yifeng asked Han Han to pick up a backpack's display device and sent him back to Han.

Wang Bo did not remember that his identity was exposed, so he also picked three or four of the Ming dynasty and got off the bus.

Luo Yufeng drove the car, and some of the embarrassed men were sitting on the passenger car.

"Mu Ye, I will send you back first!"

"Why, don't want me to go home with you? I just went to see the future father-in-law of the father-in-law." Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a joking voice.

"I haven't promised to be with you!" Luo Yufeng was scared by his words, and the throttle couldn't help but slammed it. The whole car smashed out like an arrow from the string.

Fortunately, there was no car on the road, and she quickly stabilized.

Mo Yan looked at her little face that was scared to pale. The long eyelashes shivered slightly, and there was a trace of my heart.

When Luo Yifeng looked back, he saw him like this, and his heart showed a touch of sorrow and grief.

In fact, she doesn't have a half-feeling feeling about ink, but she is just an ordinary human being. She really doesn't want him to put his feelings into his own body, so as not to be more sad when he loses himself in the future.