Cannon Fodder Is King [Quick Wear]

Han Daxin looked at the governor of the Montage and Xie Bowen three words.

He shrinks the neck and strives to reduce his existence.

Sure enough, this Xie family father and son cut it black.

"Right," Xie Bowen looked at the two files on the coffee table: "Dad, what should these things?"

Meng Zhu saw his line of sight, I thought about it, said: "Hou family repays those things to give you Uncle, as for those who give you, you should take it."

Anyway, Han Laozi also said that these things are just right, don't don't do it.

"Well." Xie Bowen nodded, his eyes fell to the uppermost property transfer contract in one of the latest documents, and his mind is openly open.

That is a single-family villa situated in the South Third Ring, a house with an indoor pool with more than six hundred flat, is not better than their current accommodation.

Xie Bowen is not stupid, and also admit that he is not a good person, his dad and segment from the relationship between him, he looks clear.

Now he is yet, his dad has a vivid capital, he doesn't want his dad to worry about the name of the 'Xiaoshu' face, and is poked the spine.

It is now like this, and he urgently wants to move out of this house.

In this way, there is no suspicion that has passed the river.

Xie Bowen is hesitant.

And I don't know why, he always feels that there is a feeling of being a scorpion and wants to stand up.

After dinner, the secretary who was originally intended to stay in the family suddenly arrived at a phone call, saying that his mother fell, and was rescued in the hospital.

Then the secretary returned to the fire, leaving the segment from the derived one person silently and the ice bag.

The Meng Zon knows in the eyes, I don't know why I am laughing.

However, he quickly attached to the attitude. He is a person with a wife, to be cleaned, destroy everything in the sprout.

In this way, I have an idea in the heart of Meng Zhu.

After having dinner, the Meng Zon knew the door from the paragraph.

The door opened from the inside, and the segment was in the right hand wrist ice from the derived.

Meng Zi cited the other party in seeing his moments, although the face is not obvious, the atmosphere of the whisper is a bit.

He sighed in his heart, and his eyes fell on the section from David into a wrist, only said: "I will help you."

The paragraph is from the god, and the lips are almost a straight line. If you think of the move before the Meng Zhu know, he vaguely guessed the goal of the other party.

An unprecedented frustrated frustrated is in his heart.

He stuffed: "Well."

Then open the body, let the Meng Zon know the house.

Instead of speaking, Menzhu knows that the ice bag is skilled into ice bags and cold water, and the air is pulled into the bag, and it is placed on the segment from the slogan to the hand wrist.

The quiet night, the pressure segment is dirty from the perspective.

After twenty minutes, the Meng Zon took back the ice bag.

He picked up a towel and wipe the section from the water stains on the devil, then pulled the bandage, re-entangled the wound for him.

After doing this, he put down the things in his hand, sat up straight, positive color: "I ..."

The paragraph was broken from the derived, he hangs down the brow: "Can I hold you?"

He has never been the kind of entangled person. Since the Meng Zon knows that he doesn't want to ask.

The Meng Z is sighed in a moment, and he sighed in his heart, and there was no shortage of tone: "Okay."

The section is just a good stage of being in the paragraph, and the knife is awkward, no matter whether it is a paragraph or to him, it is good.

So thinking, the Meng Zon knows that the paragraph is in front of the arms, next second, a familiar smell.

Meng Zi knows the color.

Like a ghost, he is unbelievable to the neck from the neck from the neck, and smelling the sniff.

It is not a sweet taste that he is familiar with the purple sow.

If the ghost is bad, the Meng Zon knows that there is a thing that happened in the morning, and the fog is stripped, and his heart is suddenly raised.

How can it be?

Meng Zi knows that both eyes are slight, shouting in the heart: "System, system comes out ..."

I shouted a few times, no one should be him.

Jiso is a full, the paragraph is from the derivation of the low down the mood. It is about to let go of the Meng Zi, but found that the other's hands tightly on his waist, told him to break away.

"How?" Section accelerated from being angled.

Meng Zi knows a little more exciting emotions, and it is dry from the upper section of the slogan, and there is a slice of the throat: "You, have you not wipe it today?"

Duan Duan Something I can't understand the idea of ​​Meng Zhu, but he is hesitant to say: "No."

He prefer the taste of the dragoniance, so it usually loves to spray the ancient dragon water.

Can't worry, can't worry.

Meng Zha did the heart of the heart, warned himself in the heart, can't worry, then determined it, this is a killing, he is not hate himself.

So thinking, he released the section from Yan, and said: "Okay, you sleep early, after three hours, I will come again."

Said, he grabbed the ice bag and towel what, turned it, and his foot step was slightly messy left the room.

Leave a paragraph to stare at the door from the derived one person, and it is awkward.

On the second day, the Meng Zon knows five dishes: celery fried meat, fish flavor, garlic fried jaundice, cucumber fried pig liver, yam lotian small drain soup.

Celery, eggplant, garlic, pig liver, yam, is Zhu Zhengqing does not love to eat.

With Xie Bowen, I took a morning of the morning. Han Daxin took the front chest back, she took a seat, she took the rice bowl and bury her head. At the end, I still don't forget to take the tap of Tanto Zha: "this The dishes are really delicious, Xie Shu, waiting for you to have time, teach me one or two! "

"That is, my dad can go to the hotel to steal the teacher," Xie Bowen is honored. "

That is, the paragraph is derived, watching the dish of this table, no obeys.

The Meng Zon knows in the eyes, not moving: "How, these dishes are not your appetite?"

"No, very good." Segment denied from the derivative port, then reached out of the chopsticks and put it in the mouth, then there was no more visible.

The Meng Zon knows in the eyes, and the thinking is boiling.

After a while, he pressed the emotions in his eyes and got up into the kitchen. When he came back, there was a bowl of red cream and a bowl of bacon and a bowl of bacon.

He put the two dishes from the front: "eat this."

From the derived gaze from the two dishes from the two dishes to the Meng Zhu, he also wants to understand what the Meng is bought. What is it?

But this does not hinder him, and think about it.

Especially in the evening, Meng Zi, I'm sure to finish his ice, say when you stay.

"What?" The paragraph has some words from derivism, it is obviously less adaptable to this change.

And, this, this progress is too fast.

"I am very inconvenient to come back, since this is not as good as you tear, anyway, I have slept the day before or the night." Meng Z is said to say lightly, as if it is told things that do not do .

How can I get the hard work of this moment, the world becomes different!

Does the Meng Zon not have rejected him?

Is it wrong with him?

Even if he remembers, the changes in the front and rear attitude have not been avoided!

The paragraph wanted to reject from the derivative, just in the next second, he thought of things happening the day before, and the palm of the palm seems to have some kind of warmth, the dry tongue is dry, and the words are inexplicably turned: "Great."

Mingming Meng Zu knows that he lives in his next room.

After that, the paragraph regretted from the derived, and it seems that he is more ordered, and then he wants to cover the Men's to prepare a thin bed.

I didn't reject it in my eyes.

Compared to the rolling side of the segment, the Meng Zone soon fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, I can't hear the voice of Seso. The Meng Zhu knew opened the quilt, and a figure rolled into him. The face was buried in the neck, and the half of the body was pressed on him. I muttered a few words in my mouth. .

Meng Zi knows that the right hand of the arms will be carefully wounded in the mouth, and then the heart is full, and the eyes are sleeping again.