Young Military Rarities

"Not chubby, but Chenchen is not fat!"

They are too young to laugh at them, and Xiaochen Chen holds his chest in his hands and glares at Zhou Zeyu, who laughs and shakes his hands again and again and again, "Yes, not fat or fat, you ’re just a fat baby. Haha ... "

As soon as the words were finished, Zhou Zeyu laughed even more exaggerated. Is it really no problem for them to raise children like this? It's so shameless to say that a ball of small meat **** is baby fat?

"Well ..."

Even Fatty Chen could see his perfunctory, immediately pouting his grievances and seeking foreign aid, Yun Che touched his head in a pampered way "don't care about him, he is jealous that Chen Chen grows up well, can Chen Chen Not curious what a big boss is? "

"What is Big Persia? Is it great?"

Attention was instantly shifted, and Chen Xiaochen blinked his eyes and asked for advice.

Yun Che said without changing his face, "Well, it's great, it's better than Altman. Do you want to see the terrible boss?"

During the conversation, Zhou Zeyu, who had the most exaggerated smile on his eyes, looked at him with the slightest smile. He dared to provoke his family Chenchen, and he was impatient.

"Yeah."

I didn't understand you secretly coming and going between adults, Xiaofei Chen slaps happily with a straight slap, Yun Che vacated a hand, silver-white Rayman wrapped around it, and aimed at Zhou Zeyu.

"Fuck, Yun Che, are you **** real?"

"Pap ..."

"Uh ... I **** ..."

Razer rushed out, Zhou Zeyu's face changed greatly, and he wanted to run when he turned around, but his movement was still one step slower. Razer bit his body directly, his slender body trembled for a while, and he carried his whole body sourly. No, others saw a quick step away from him, for fear that Yun Che would calculate the ledger with them one by one.

"I wipe, almost made you fly out."

After finally getting the thrill of thunder and lightning, Zhou Zeyu glared at the culprit, grandmother's legs, is there such a random discharge? What if I really give him a urinary frequency and urgency?

"It looks very dissatisfied, or should I raise Razer's power one more level?"

With a raised eyebrow, Yun Che looked at him with a grin on his lips, and his exquisite and handsome face climbed pure and harmless.

"Don't do it, I confess to losing, is it okay if I confess to losing? Who said you shameless, am I the least shameful?"

Seeing this, Zhou Zeyu repeatedly surrendered and surrendered, and raised another level, should he really give him a call?

"Uncle Zhou is so funny!"

Xiaofei Chen chuckled while covering her mouth. Two big eyes like longan rounded into a crescent moon. Yun Che hugged him with one hand and went out. He passed on Zhou Zeyu and gave him a strong mockery. His eyes were instantly irritating and his teeth were grinning. Needless to say, this wave of hatred was really steady, and it was indeed the ultimate boss.

The snow last night didn't last long. In the morning, the eastern horizon climbed a touch of orange light. Perhaps it was because of the relationship of people in the hotel. There were a lot of zombies scattered around, and they were lying horizontally. With a lot of headless zombies, you don't have to think about and know that it must be a masterpiece of black feathers.

"That's the fighting power of your dog!"

When Yun Che was washing and took Xiaopeng Chen downstairs, the first one to find him was leaning forward and giving a thumbs up.

"Is that all?"

Raising an eyebrow, Yun Che looked at him with bad intentions, and based on his understanding of a certain one, shouldn't he let them go easily?

"If you are talking about the routines he plays, I can only say that is the same."

As soon as the corner of his mouth was pumped, Xing Feng had a thumbs up again, apparently suffering from it. Yun Che smiled, and smiled very brightly, very well. Heiyu didn't just pit him, he was finally cured.

"Master, Golden Thigh is such a nice guy. Give me a lot of delicious food."

As I was talking about it, the black feather that was the size of an ordinary Tibetan Mastiff twisted his fat **** and walked in.

"Gold thigh?"

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