Big play bone

It has been resumed now, and it needs to be insisted in the next step. In addition, the seven cats in the short term are vegetarian, tears, my seafood and river lobster don't think about it, the seasons of the hairy crabs are coming soon.

The seventeen-year-old boy actually gout, incredible! But this is not the focus, the focus is, between the blinks, we seem to have reached the age of good health, "ten years", this becomes real, I have just spent the 18th birthday. This problem should not be discussed, um, do not exist, everything does not exist.

However, decades, although there is no worth mentioning, although the data always regulates the torque, it can be said to be a wave, but the seven cats have been very grateful, thank you for all the way to all the way, thank you for your willingness to support genuine reading My story, thank you for your willingness to support it.

And don't say this book after the end of this book, is there a copy of the pure directors or producer? Still writing to the urban city with you to enjoy life? Al or write to different stories, what type? Otherwise, it doesn't have a next day.

But no matter what, cherish the situation is quite good. This is happiness. This is the honor of seven cats.

Or that sentence, thank you.

From,

Seven cats.

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That is his applause and cheers, it belongs to his screams and congestion, which belongs to his circumference and lively.

Even if he doesn't like it, it belongs to him. The dead blue ceremony actually made him ugly in the majesty, positive gave him a slap in the face!

If this scene is recorded by the reporters, it will become the stain of his career, "really he / Mom / see the ghost", he died his teeth.

Suddenly I remembered a thing, here is Cannes, countless journalists and countless spotlights, do not need to be suspicious, now the social network may have begun.

How to do?

Chris is talking about difficulties, but the club next to suddenly begins to be lively, seven, eight waiters have a brain to swall out, he is bustling, hot and lively, rushed to the raging people, do everything to start controlling the situation , Dispersing a population, then as digring potatoes, saving Blue Rich from the surrounding circle.

A rare scene suddenly appeared in front of me:

Under a group of waiters, the blue ritual retreats quickly, and the vastly entered the private club, and the fan-behind fans behind him were still screaming, and the poor chased it up. It seems like a classic fragment in the movie "bodyguard".

Chris could not help but take a moment.

All everything happened too fast, Chris didn't think about it, and the emotions were immersed in their shame and anger. Let him close it outside, which makes him slow down.

A stent quickly, and then a flashed, two staff also pushed Chris, "It's me! Are you crazy?" Under the urgent, Chris's crude mouth has flocked to the mouth, wake up in time. They, this is only entered, and then the staff immediately closed the fence door.

In the next second, Chris saw the blue ceremony of the wolf.

His shirts have been pulled out of half, the holes above the jeans have been completely smashed, and the white canvas shoes have now become the artwork of countless footprints ... the worst, that Junlang's face It is covered with a mottled sweat, it looks like a child who has just finished the mud, even the baseball cap has also been opened, showing messy hair like a bird's nest.

However, at this time, the face has revealed a smile of unpair, gently shakes his head, spread his hands, meaning deep, "God, welcome to Cannes." Simply a single sentence, It comes out of a tuyor and hunting, each of them can deeply understand the meaning behind the discourse.

In an instant, a smile is coming on each staff's face.

"Thank you." Blue Rise officially expressed his gratitude, the smile of his mouth was also blocked, revealed a child.

Then, the blue ritual line has fallen on Chris, "Hey, Chris, welcome to Cannes."

No separation, no calculations, no ridicule, and no hint. Strictly speaking, there is no cooked and unfamiliar tone, as if Chris and other staff are all, only an encounter in strange urban accidents -

This is also the fact.

In the face of the fall of the blue ceremony, Chris is somewhat uncomfortable. He couldn't remember, when the last two people met, but the kind of embarrassment and oysters never disappeared, slightly shilly, trying to squeeze out some discourse.

However, this is not an easy task. Finally, he can only pulled the mouth, and reported a smile, and his meat said.

"Sorry, I am really too lost now. Excuse me, can I borrow a bathroom, organize myself? Or, I will go directly to the beach to embrace the sea, this will be more convenient?" Blue Rich's words always take one Fresh humor is not the kind of outbreak that makes people laugh, but people do not help but have a light, there is a low laughter again.

One of the people who dressed in a dress came up. "Sorry, forgive our negligence. Please come with me, I will lead you to the bathroom." Then, I took the lead in front and did Guide.

The blue rituals nodded with everyone, including Chris, and then left behind the bar behind the staff.

Chris's heart has an incredible irritability.

This is the reason why he doesn't like the blue ceremony, what is the matter of being polite, what is elegant, what is the chest is a bamboo, there is a high level of posture, as if other people are below one level; clear They have torn the face, it is not a friend, but the blue ceremony is still decent, and the hypocrisy of the pendant is awesome.

He just wants to uncover the mask of the blue ceremony and see the true panic and wolf.

"God, oh, God." A French muttered in the ear, summoned, and Chris didn't understand, the irritated emotions couldn't help but surf, and then saw one of the staff I have come up, and I have a difficult expression of a face, asked in English. "Sorry, Chris, ask, is he really Blue Rich - Hall?"

Chris is unclear, but still nodded and said affirmation.

"'That' Blue Gift - Hall?" Or not believed, and again asked a sentence, and added a crown, emphasizing the entire world's unique meaning.

Chris rushed over the impulsive impulse, barely squeezing a smile, "Yes, yes."

"God!" The staff worked annoyed his head, exaggerated and sighed.

"What happened?" Chris was completely unclear, and only the condition reflected in the case.

"Just ... Just ..." The young man sighed two sighs, and then other small partners next to him were a series of French. He told the spirit. "Just now, he came over to ask the club's ticket qualification, I told him, This is a private party, he can't come in. "

"Pierre? Are you crazy?"

"What happened?"