Chapter 949 Is it hot?

"Ti Lung, is yours hot?" Da Jiang leaned over and asked Di Lon, looking at his crotch curiously.

"What?" Dillon couldn't figure out what he said for no reason. He turned around and followed his eyes to look at his crotch.

"Is it hot?" Da Jiang repeated.

"Psychopathy!" Dillon's expression was ugly.

"This is an issue that concerns future generations, don't you worry at all?..." Da Jiang rubbed his nose.

"Stop! Can you change the subject?" Dillon stood there, feeling like we would part ways if you didn't change the subject.

"Change! Change!" Da Jiang quickly changed his words. If Di Long didn't stay with him, he would have to live alone for a few days.

Dillon glared at him before continuing to walk forward, but his pace was obviously much faster than before, which was to get rid of his rhythm.

"Dragon team." Dajiang trotted two steps and followed. "Going in such a hurry, in a hurry to reincarnate?"

Di Long, who was walking in front, staggered and held his forehead helplessly. He was not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs.

He felt that if he continued to stay with him, he might lose a few years of life.

"Da Jiang, you go first, I'll go over there to make it easier for you." As he said that, Di Long was about to walk to the side.

"What are you afraid of? I have what you have, but the degree of redness is different."

Di Long was in a mess immediately. He decided that after returning home, he must apply to Protector Zuo to transfer Da Jiang away from his side so as not to be infected by his "madness".

Seeing Di Long's fleeing back, Da Jiang immediately took out some water from the space ring, opened his trousers, and poured it under his crotch.

Whoa!
Cool!Refreshing! !

There is a sense of restraint without wearing pants.

"I look up, above the moon;

How many dreams are flying freely.

I forgot yesterday!dry the sorrow;
I want to meet you again on that boundless road..."

At this time, Dajiang, who was in a very comfortable mood, hummed a song that his boss often sang on the mountain. He only knew the first few sentences, and he couldn't remember the latter.

Every song sung by the boss is beautiful, and the brothers of Mojiajun will practice secretly in private, and they will hum a few lines.

Today is the rematch of Bafang Academy, Xiling Chenyu escaped the crowd early in the morning and came to the street.

At this time, there was no one on the street quietly.

He used to be afraid of loneliness, but he has been alone for a long time; but he likes loneliness and enjoys the tranquility of loneliness.

At least in this way, his mind is not restrained, allowing it to soar in the open sea and sky.

Walking and walking, I came to the place where he and Miss Mo used to eat cake here.

The store here is closed, and Tuoba Jun is competing.

He rested on the chair for a while, then continued walking.

In the alley ahead, there were cheers from a few children. They seemed to be playing some kind of game?Still speaking jingle in his mouth.

"Dirty is strong, dirty is rich, dirty people are so cute; dirty is good, dirty is beautiful, dirty girls are so proud. High-class people, come to low-class, search and go back to high-class; if you want to ask, who is better? who?"

Xiling Chenyu stood there quietly, after listening to this jingle.

He walked over and squatted down, "Son, who made these up?"

"We made it up ourselves." The child raised his chin proudly.

"That's so powerful." Xiling Chenyu stretched out his hand to stroke his hair.

(End of this chapter)

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