Black-bellied baby: mother, father is chasing

Chapter 27
"Listen up!!!" Lu Mengmeng knocked on the bed, ready to focus Long Yinhuang's attention like a storyteller, but things were not as good as her own, but she knocked her hands a little painfully, Long Yinhuang saw this Immediately snatched Lu Mengmeng's hand, put it in his own and blew carefully.

In the chaos, Long Yinhuang only felt that a sentence of unintelligible words entered his mind like a magic voice piercing through his brain.

There are three categories of youth, the first category is ordinary youth, the second category is literary and artistic youth, and the third category is second-year criminal youth.

There is something in the sky.

The ordinary youth looked up, found nothing, and left.

Literary and artistic youth, head up 45 degrees, there is a whole starry sky in his heart, and he kicked a stone with his head down.

The young man who committed the second crime raised his head, looked around, and then settled on a place, shouting loudly: "Ah! There is a handjob!"

The so-called ordinary youths are the uncultivated majority, the second-year criminals are some youths who accidentally fell into the fields on the way from ordinary youths to literary and artistic youths, and literary and artistic youths are the small part who have cultivated fashionable and connotative.

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At the end of the talk, Lu Mengmeng suddenly asked: "Long Yinhuang, what type are you?"

Long Yinhuang was taken aback, then shook his head: "I don't know."

He really didn't know. He was ready to listen carefully, but he always felt that those words were too profound and he just couldn't understand them.

What is a handjob?What is fashion?What is connotation?

I don't understand these words! ! !
I heard from my mother that her hometown is far, far away, and I will never get there in my life, and it is unlikely that I will find people from her hometown. I did not expect to meet her, but when I speak, there are some incomprehensible " Nonsense", the hometown of the queen mother, is it really so strange?
"Hey!" Lu Mengmeng looked at Long Yinhuang with a rotten look, "If you look out of the window during class, sometimes your mind wanders, sometimes you meditate, and then the teacher... oh, no, yes Master asked you to answer the question by name, what will happen to you?"

Long Yinhuang frowned, thought for a while, and spit out a few words with great lethality: "This kind of thing can't happen!"

Lu Mengmeng was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

Nima! ! !Did she ever say something like this was going to happen?She said it is if, if, imagine it is impossible?
"If!" Lu Mengmeng almost growled.

"Oh..." Long Yinhuang dragged on the long ending with some grievances, which was a bit charming. At this moment, he had no idea where the domineering king had gone, "Then I will take a look at him, and then Continue to wander." But this is really impossible! ! !

Lu Mengmeng's mouth grew wide, and her jaw almost fell out of surprise.

"Sure enough, it's an alien!" Lu Mengmeng sighed helplessly, "I thought that a 'stylish' king like you would be that kind of literary youth!"

Now it seems that I was wrong, he is not even worthy of literary old age, he is completely a person from an alien! ! !However, thinking about it again, in this world, I really look like someone from an alien.

"Stylish? Oh?" ​​Long Xuanhuang's face immediately put on a charming smile, "Woman, tell me about the reaction of the so-called literary and artistic youth, and what will happen to the second-year-old youth?" What to do?"

Long Yinhuang is now interested, not because of this question, but because the little woman in front of him has endless secrets, which makes him feel very interesting, and the changeable expression of the little woman is really cute.

(End of this chapter)