Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

"Mr. Lin, first, I am not familiar with you, second, this is my job, please don't use this kind of thoughts to spend me, third, please leave, you bother my guests. "

Mr. Lin put the door, went to the face of the sorrow, he was cold, twisted, and looked at the year.

"You just refused me because this man?"

The year, Maple suppressed his own anger, whispered, "Can you not splash?"

Mr. Lin is drunk, looks to the year of the year, his hand, the cup, whispered, "New Year Maple, don't give you the face, you don't want your face, you have to know, you can Marry me, is it your blessing, understand? "

"Sorry, you are such a blessing, I don't want it."

The year of the year said sorry to the Ye Sweetheart and Shu Sao.

"Sorry, I may not be with two dinners today, I have a little private affairs to deal with, the place where you want, I hope that Miss Ye will bear with me."

Responsible for receiving Ye Sweetheart, is the work of the year, the year, the man will not be added to this place, she only has a pro, how can I pull to marry?

"be careful."

Ye Xiangxin looked at the man who had already drinking red eyes, and the ground was pinched with the year.

In the case of this drunken, it is really fell eight generations of sorrow.

"Thank you."

The new year Feng reached out, I want to go to Mr. Lalin, Mr. Lin open the hand of the year.

"How is it? Just maintain your wild man?"

The year of the maple is extremely, and the slap is on the face of Mr. Lin.

"Roll! Go! Go!"

Mr. Lin, a little, in the face of so many people, was hit a slap, this feeling is not very beautiful ...

Mr. Lin was anger, and he rushed to the front of the year, he poured the slap and wanted to play this kind of woman.

He looks at her, that is her blessing.

She is still a high fake?

What is junk?

What virtue!

I have been sitting in the Wen Yang Cang, who didn't open, and stretched out of the lightning, pinching Mr. Lin's wrist.

The palm of Mr. Lin's hand is like a clamping plug. It has been empty, and it can't move.

"Who are you? Multi-tube! Let me go! Go!"

Hustang's hand is very long. He is like Mr. Lin is like a chicken paw.

"My grass, you are special, don't you know who I am?"

This is like a conventional line of the counterpart character in the movie.

On the cold face of Li Shou, floating a trace of incompatibility, pinching Mr. Lin's wrist, a little bit of the hot pot oil soup.

His body is still lazy, sitting on the chair, noble and elegant and this hustle and bustle.

"My Grass !!"

Mr. Lin's fingertips, it is necessary to be sent into the red oil in the copper pot.

"Miss Ye, this ..."

Ye Xiangxin has a "", her slender fingers, in the middle of the cherry, white skin is scattered in a warm light, which makes people do not open your eyes.

"what!!!"

Mr. Lin suddenly screamed.

His fingers are slowly put into the pot of red oil.

He is actually painful.

Ah, ah, ah ...

ow.

Is really hurt.

"roll!"