A kiss becomes addiction: Mr.Shi, kiss gently

"Saner, what nonsense are you talking about? I nodded my head at the stake, and I should bear the consequences myself."

I can't live without my own arm. Why isn't saner's arm! No one knows better than himself how much he likes racing.

He can make such a great determination to return this arm for himself. The boy is fully moved by saner's loyalty.

"Boss, you are the God of our team and our pride. Your arm is a golden arm."

Yes, if their team had not been dissolved because of the existence of the boss, how could they stay until now.

The boss will do so, but he is forced to have no way.

I like racing, but the boss is not it!

Everyone here is not!

She was not interested in seeing the touching brotherhood in front of her.

When they were arrogant yesterday, they should pay for their conceit.

Looking at such a scene, although my heart is full of anger, I still feel a little softhearted.

And it was too bloody to unload her arms. She didn't want Shang Ruan to provoke such right and wrong.

He couldn't help pulling Shang Ruan's hand and motioned her to forget it.

For the plea in Li Zimeng's eyes, Shang Ruan didn't nod as usual, but shook his head.

Seeing this, Li Zimeng knew that Shang Ruan was really angry this time.

After all, in yesterday's scene, if it was not her own accident or her Shangruan accident, there must be such a person between them. If it weren't for her, I'm afraid she would have reported with the king of hell.

"OK, I'm not interested in your brotherhood. Since I could be so conceited and arrogant at the beginning, I should pay for my original Miss now."

His face was cold, and his eyes were full of cold and determination.

Such an expression made several boys tremble. Sure enough, the person who can win their boss can't be underestimated even if the other party is a woman.

Pursed his lips, the straight monk Ruan looked at each other.

The boy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then made a major decision.

"Saner, knife."

A firm voice sounded.

"Boss"

The tone was full of anxiety and supplication.

"Boss, who will carry a knife with him."

The boy on one side couldn't help making a noise.

Trying to procrastinate and find a way.

"Give me the Mengmeng knife."

The sound of hell sounded in this ward.

For a moment, the look in Shang Ruan's eyes was full of anger and resentment.

How can this woman's heart be so vicious.

Although Li Zimeng struggled in one side's eyes, he finally handed the fruit knife to Shang Ruan.

She didn't expect that Shang Ruan would really be so unique and so hard hearted about this matter.

He met the hatred in the eyes of those people without paying any attention.

"There are some bets in life. You can't nod casually. You almost killed me. I just want you an arm. It's not too much. I just want justice for myself. At the beginning, you provoked me. You picked the trouble, so you should pay for the consequences. "

Li Zimeng has never seen the bloodthirsty in his eyes. The smile on his mouth is so evil, but it makes people frightened. The smell like hell makes people want to retreat.