Urban God-level Bodyguard

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Whoever asks you the color of fat times, can you answer?

Zhang Xingyun couldn't help but support it. Isn't it a mistake to choose this little host himself?

Upon hearing this, the man in the grey mask began to induce Sakura Sky Dance. "Then think about it, what color are you wearing? Do you think of it, brother?"

"I remember that Yingba gave me blue and Yingjiu took pink. I chose Yingba or Yingjiu last?"

Zhang Xingyun looked at the wrinkled buns' face and almost wanted to die. This little ancestor was really a pitman.

"Sakura Nine, who gave me the little Nene in the morning?" Sakura Sky Dance couldn't figure out herself, so she could only turn to Sakura Nine.

"Back to the host, it is Yingba."

After Yingjiu's answer, Zhang Xingyun was already disheartened. It wasn't only that Yingkong Wu demolished his own stage. Sakurajiu also joined in the excitement?

But the man with the gray mask really laughed excitedly. The little girl said that Sakura took blue. This time, the girl said that she was dressed in Sakura taken. What else is blue?

"You are wearing blue!" The man in the gray mask shouted confidently.

Ying Kong Wu looked at him in surprise, "Why?"

Zhang Xingyun's face with black lines is vomiting in his heart, Grandma Zu, do you tell others how well?

He also reached out and touched his buttocks, could it be that he had protected the chrysanthemum for twenty-five years, and was really about to be taken off?

"Sakura Nine Sakura Nine, why did he guess blue?" Sakura Sky Dance said uncomfortably.

"Probably based on what you said, the host," Yingjiu said with his head down.

Looking at the attitude of the servant and the servant, Zhang Xingyun really wanted to go up and tell her, can you let your host not be so mentally retarded, Laozi's chrysanthemum will be picked!

Moreover, the eyes behind him who had been staring at his chrysanthemum made him tremble.

"Brother, I will keep you refreshed at night." The man in the gray mask stared at Zhang Xingyun's hips and was always caught off guard.

At this time, when Zhang Xingyun thought about whether to turn him over, the little host suddenly said, "You are stupid, why guess the blue one, I didn't wear it? Hey, he guessed wrong, are we Won?"

The latter sentence was directed at Zhang Xingyun.

"You, don't you wear blue?" Even Zhang Xingyun wondered this time, wouldn't she be deceiving?

"No, it's white." Yingkong Wu said for a long time.

"Impossible. You just said that you were wearing Sakura Ba. Isn't she wearing blue?" The man in the gray mask felt his IQ was suppressed.

"But I don't like blue, and I let her take white again." Sakura Maizu's natural expression really made Zhang Xingyun feel good.

Whether this grandma's memory is bad or black belly, in short, it is good to help herself embrace the chrysanthemum.

Sakura Sky Dance didn't lie, Sakura Nine didn't lie, and White was also taken by Sakura, and he didn't say anything wrong.

Of course, Yingjiu could see what Zhang Xingyun was doing. She just answered the words of the host, but the grey masked man gave the answer.

The man in the gray mask was laughed at by Sakura Air Dance. His face was dull and he was directly angry. "Little Bunny, what color are you wearing?"

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