Never Marry a Man With Two Tintins

The distance from the crying circle was red, and the voice was barely with some vibrato. The clear red and swollen finger prints on the pale cheeks were especially noticeable. Cheng Nuo thought of his physical defects, and looked at his poor and **** appearance, the knife could not stab, and the ironic words he wanted to say swallowed.

Although this boy is more terrible than the devil, it is no different from the wronged child.

No, he still looked at him with a knife and warned him: "You are honest, don't play tricks!"

He carefully explored the forehead of the streamer. Fortunately, the body temperature of the streamer has begun to drop, and the slightly painful facial expression has eased. The heavy stone in Cheng Nuo’s heart finally fell to the ground. When he was sitting on the ground with his legs soft, his hands were slightly trembled.

The body temperature of the streamer finally reached the level that could be touched, and Cheng Nuo held his head tightly in his arms, showing a smile on his face for the rest of his life. His eyes are not lost, the streamer is not a good thing, it is a blessing in misfortune. He distressedly turned the streamer's hair aside and wiped the solid salt from his forehead. The streamer now looks like it has been exposed in the desert for several days. The lips are cracked and scary, and they never woke up. Signs.

Cheng Nu thought of something and quickly asked him: "The situation of streamer will happen in the future?"

If this is the case, then it is necessary to consider how to tie the leap to the long-term mobile blood bank, and Cheng Nuo thinks without viciousness.

From the colder chilling voice: "Then I don't know, this requires him to control his own emotions. If he finds himself dead, who is it?"

Cheng Nuo secretly feels guilty. It seems that before the fifteen years old, he could not let him play this game again.

The kettle is empty, and Cheng Nuo knows that the streamer needs water. He wants to take the stream away, but how is this dealt with?

The more I noticed that Cheng Nuo looked at his own eyes, he immediately guessed one or two, and weakly said: "The **** curse signed is written, but you have to put me safely. I am so hurt by you, if you I am not here, I am afraid that I am dead. Then you still violate the rules and don't want to live."

Cheng Nor suddenly laughed out: "Are you not afraid of death?"

The more he got away, the more he said: "Of course, it’s still alive. You had a good proposal before."

Cheng Nuo wondered: "What proposal?"

The more he did not answer his question, the more boring: "You can take him away, but put a wound on me, put it in a safe place. And... put my pants on!"

When he said the last sentence, his face was distorted, as if he had endured much humiliation.

Cheng Nuo looked at his bare feet and it was stunned. Just now he put the skirt down and the pants were not worn. He hesitated for a while, carefully placed the streamer on the ground, picked up the trousers and quickly gave it back. From the straight through, the body was stiff and the face was a little red.

Cheng Nuo put it on, and found that he was staring at himself from the colder eyes. He comforted him with a soft voice: "Anyway, it is better than nothing, and it is not that you can't pee."

Well, he is deliberate, can't help but want to be angry with this dead metamorphosis child, always the other person owes his eyes, a look at it!

From the dead and dead biting the lower lip, the fist is tightly held, the body is also trembled, Cheng Nuo is embarrassed to bully him again. It is also a minor, and it is estimated that the life of Yue is worse than that of Chinese cabbage...

He couldn't help but persuaded him: "You don't dig your eyes everywhere, add more points."

The more you just sneer.

Cheng Nuo also knew that he did not have the ability to save the lost lamb, and he did not speak, and he gave the storage bag back. He was afraid of getting away from the ghosts, and he opened the branches far away, and decided to go safe before he went.

There are several rows of lockers inside, there are many utensils and tools that look very strange, and there are several dolls of different sizes. They contacted the previous few dolls, and he looked at them more disgustedly.

The more I have no apology, the more I feel: "The second top blue bottle is the healing medicine, give me three."

Cheng Nuo got the bottle out and poured out three pieces.

He was rude and had no water, and he coughed when he was over.

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"You put my hand up." The lower the head, the lower his head looked at his dislocated arms.

Cheng Nuo quickly refused. First, he will not pick up. Second, is he not picking up trouble? Although the content of that contract is considered to be the principle of peaceful coexistence, what if it is going to be mad again? Those dolls started one enough for him to receive.

The more impatient you are: "Then you will arrange my energy line around. If there is a beast near here, always let me protect myself?"

The sky is getting darker, and this is also reasonable. Cheng Nuo looked around and dragged the gap into a corner. He arranged the silk lines around him according to his instructions, and stuffed the vial containing the wound medicine. The storage bag, he did not intend to give it away, and forced it to be far below the slope.

The more the convergence converges, the more he can recover his physical strength after a day, and naturally he can manipulate the doll inside to take it out of here.

When Cheng Nuo did everything, he clap his hands and spit out a deep breath. He looked down, the longer the hair was covering his face and curled up in the corner, his arms hanging on the ground, looking really pitiful and hateful.

He looked at the dry food in the package, and carefully placed it along the gap of the silk thread. "You are so self-sufficient. You must know that there are people outside the heavens. You will do this evil again. It will be worse than today. Someone else will let you suffer." The bitterness, you don’t have to repay the innocent people."

When Cheng Nuo taught these words, he would not look back, and carefully took up the stream and walked toward the forest. These days he followed the streamer and learned a lot about finding water and food. The surrounding land is very humid, and there should be a small stream nearby.

The more I looked at the pie in front of me, I snorted.

The ground is very cold. In fact, he has long been accustomed to the cold temperature of the human skin doll. At this time, the body still can't help but tremble, and the familiar hollow to the chest hurts.

"Small one, two, I am so uncomfortable..." He bit his chin 吟 吟 , , , , , , , , , , , , , 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双 双

The more he bit his teeth, the more dolls he has to make, the dolls with temperature.

The one who forced him so embarrassed and knew his secrets must also be one of his collections.

The author has something to say: Today, writing a Wenmu has a state, so a short monarch will come, and tomorrow will be thick and long?

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