Supreme Satyr

Yunmenglong cleared his throat and said, "it's called the boss and the head. How's it? Is the boss's girl beautiful?"

"Plop, plop" a large area of his chin fell off. Dai'er was even more shy, but she didn't refute it, but she was sweet in her heart. Ling Xueqi feels that she can't hang up on her face. How can yunmenglong let her mix up when she says so? In addition, the boy is too brave to be afraid of Chu Jingfeng to talk to her father?

Yunmenglong was also dazzled by vanity. He was a big tail wolf. What can you expect him to say.

Several people in the crowd hung their heads secretly, and there was a light of resentment in their eyes. Yunmeng dragon was flying in mid air. They didn't find it. Those people were secretly in love with Ling Xueqi, but Yunmeng dragon took the lead, but they could see and eat, and Yunmeng dragon couldn't afford to provoke them at all, so they had to be angry secretly.

Ling Xueqi stamped her feet angrily, which was equivalent to Yunmeng long clearly saying: I was the same as your commander's three hundred rounds of golden war last night. She thought others couldn't see it. In fact, her whole body, even her toes, exuded the sacred light of a happy little woman. Moreover, the princess, who has always been high in her toes, always looked at yunmenglong with warm eyes full of love. Her heart was all hung on ailang. She looked like a quail. She couldn't see it unless she was blind.

"Yes, boss, sister-in-law is very beautiful," they said in unison, whether they were willing or unwilling

Yunmenglong said with a smile, "that's, it doesn't depend on whose woman it is. All right, don't talk nonsense, Jingfeng!"

Chu Jingfeng stepped forward and gave a standard military salute: "yes, boss!"

This gives people a strange feeling. An officer who has been in the army for more than ten years gave a textbook military salute to a rogue, but he shouted the boss like a gangster. Chu Jingfeng also felt uncomfortable. Yunmenglong was very useful, and he didn't feel anything wrong. He said: "you take 120 people to bring 120 big black... Police dogs. You want the fattest legs, that is, the fastest running..." as he said, Yunmeng dragon drooled. In his mind, there was a comfortable picture of eating dog legs. It was fragrant and tender. Take a bite and it was nourishing and oily

Chu Jingfeng was slightly surprised and called 120 people to go quickly.