Lord, Let Me Go

Misty had long wanted to talk about business, but Liancong's attitude towards her was really cold, which delayed their time.

"Look at you! Before I good words, soft voice to talk to you, you love to me ignore, a word does not agree to leave.

"Are you all right now? I've been set here by my great spirit. You can't leave if you want to! "

Misty, who was proud and charming, raised his head, pointed his chin at Lian Cong and whispered, "I'll tell you! You listen to me clearly! Even if you are bothering me now, you have no way to deal with me!

"Nowadays, people are making a chopper, ah, bah! Cross out, cross out, cross out that sentence.

"Now I'm a knife, you're a fish, you can only let me kill.

"I want to cut how much, want to cut a few knives, you can only honestly accept it!"

Once again, misty opened the chattering mode, and walked around Lian Cong, and his mouth kept saying.

To tell you the truth, Lian Cong has never heard anyone say so much.

His grandmother was stern and inflexible, and would never speak as eloquently as Mies.

As for his classmates

Er, maybe when you scold him or criticize him, you will speak eloquently, but if you say so many words without malice like the girl miss

Yeah! This is really the first in years!

If Lian Cong and factor XI had been together for a long time in Changsheng Heritage Park, this opportunity might not have come to MIS Si.

But life has no if, it is doomed in the dark, and misty is the first After

had passed a few columns of sweet work, Mi Mi finally took miss mitzie's childhood embarrassment, oh, and not just childhood embarrassment. After all, mitsiqi had done all the things that make complaints about people when she was schizophrenic.

Before meeting Qinghua, before being taught the cultivation method of Linglong ancient sages, misqi had no way to control the special physical strength of his exquisite mind. His mind was divided into seven parts, which was very similar to the "schizophrenic" patients described in the storybook.

In this case, he will certainly do a lot of extra ghost / animal things.

As his top black powder, misty carefully recorded all his deeds in his heart.

now make complaints about Lian Cong's face, which is a bit of a face and never left for her brother brother.

Ouch! In the words of the book, even the bottom / trousers have been cleaned by misqi.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Are you funny or not? I would have laughed to death! Pooh! It's my smelly brother. Otherwise, I'll definitely be able to climb up the high branch of Mr. Wang! "

As he talked to himself, he laughed himself up and down, holding his abdomen in his hands and shaking.

She is a well-known "hen married girl" in Yindu. Every day, she wants to find a handsome little brother, so that she can tidy up and get married as soon as possible.

However, every time she "develops feelings" with her little brother, she is interrupted by misqi

Therefore, the hatred between brother and sister is thus formed.

Of course, for the young men, mischief was the God of salvation.

Only miss, a silly and crazy girl, would think that she would have found a husband without her brother.

Even Cong can't help but hope that misqi can appear beside him so that he can get rid of the bitter sea earlier

"Hello? Why don't you laugh? Isn't that funny? How could it be? "

When Mies finished laughing, he found that Cong had no posture to laugh.

"Strange! How strange you are

Miss Mi couldn't understand. She touched her chin, frowned at her willow leaf eyebrows and murmured, "you are so beautiful, but no one praises you.

"What I'm talking about is so funny, but you don't want to laugh at all!

"Tut Tut, is there such a big gap between the civilization of the Seven Star ancient pavilion and my Dayin ancient dynasty? We are not even connected with each other in terms of aesthetics, sadness and joy? "

Human beings are not alike in sorrow and joy!

Never before had Mises realized the meaning of this philosophical sentence as clearly as now.

"Come on! Why don't you give the girl a smile

The dead girl suddenly thought, holding Cong's chin, learning from the prodigal son in the Fengyue field, smiling frivolously.

Even Cong's eyelids beat hard, and his heart was speechless and complicated to the extreme