The teacher brought a woman from the sky.
The woman’s name is Qin Qin Qing Qin. She smiles and laughs all the time.
I broke into the master’s bedroom, and found Qin Qin in his arms, gentle and gentle.
“Do you understand the rules? I’m sorry.
When Qinyang smiled at his lips, he said to the teacher, “Don’t blame her, it may be a shock.” I’m sorry.
Now I understand what pain is.
“How did you find someone? I bet Big Bro that if you find someone in 50,000 years, I’ll give him 100,000 silver! I’m sorry.
Master:
Qinyang’s lips are smug:
I cried, “O hundred thousand taels, ooh, ooh, ooh, fuck, why!” I’m sorry.
I’m a sadist.
My teacher came back with Qin Qin to anger me and show me my feelings.
But when I was true, I chose to leave this sad place and to travel, but unfortunately died.
He went crazy and tried to bring me back to life and even to sacrifice Qin.
Qin Qin Qing Qing is the master, and she’s finally made good after she’s abused him.
I’m here in a book, so I know the story, and in the time line that I know, my master will not bring Qin Qin back until 30 years ago.
So I gambled with Big Brother, and I bet on all my responsibilities.
It’s only 20 years!
“Well, Big Brother loves you, Rua, and my head tries to bald my unwise little head.” I’m sorry.
The Master called me in for questioning.
He taught me all about it and he yelled at me.
I don’t care if I lose 100,000 taels.
Suddenly I feel something wrong.
The color of the teacher is an unstoppable ecstasy, but his eyebrows are wrinkled and he does not seem to have anything to do with the schizophrenia.
I was staring at him, and I couldn’t stop saying, “What’s the point?” I’m sorry.
The Master answered with great naturality: “Four and six, I’m six and four.” I’m sorry.
“I knew it! I’m sorry.
I knew this dog couldn’t find him. He was looking for Qin Qin and joined up with Big Brother!
Sir:
“So what? Besides, I’m very fond of Miss Qinyang. I’m sorry.
I can’t believe it, you mother fucker. You’d be happy if anyone got you 60 grand.
The Qin girl, who smells like she’s listening to this, takes his farts seriously.
Qinyang’s handshake, “How can Zhihiro say such gruesome things in front of his disciples?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Ugh. I’m sorry.
His face was as green as an emerald bracelet, and he laughed: “Why are you here? I have some business with Nguyens. Go and have dinner. I’m sorry.
The eyes of Qinyang were dazzled: “I am waiting for you in the house.” I’m sorry.
It’s only when someone’s gone that the master finally says, “Uh! I’m sorry.
“The moon is really big, round, long and wide.” I’m sorry.
I laughed, “You should have told her before you brought Qin Qin, it was just an act. I’m sorry.
“I didn’t tell her to try to make it happen.” I thought I’d let her go when the money came. I’m sorry.
We changed the tone, and We squealed it softly: “Do you want me?” I’m sorry.
He fell from the roof.
I leaped down and lit some of the dead masters with my toes: “This is the price of cheating.” I’m sorry.
Master, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I know in my heart that Qin cannot leave because of force majeure.
She’s a sadist but also a mistress.
As a result, he gave his savings to Qin, but he refused.
She’s like a little white flower in the cold: “I love your people, not your money.” I’ll stay until you fall in love with me. I’m sorry.
For that reason, my teacher said to me: “She will stay here for the rest of her life. I’m sorry.
I’m:
Since then, the fragrance of the lotus blossoms is in the Sonmon.
I’m the only one who complains to me.
The boy was initially confused by the appearance of Qin Qin Qin, but he woke up soon after.
Because they realize that this free white lotion is so snobby.
She was even less fond of Qin Qin, but everyone thought that Qin Qin was a teacher, so she kept suffocating.
I cannot help but wonder: Isn’t Qin Qin Qin the hostess? A hundred thousand years ahead of schedule, so she doesn’t have time to learn green tea skills.
[Note: Two cuddles — the charade of actors playing two different roles]
I’ve been thinking about the original story, and I’ve found that the second brother is coming back soon.
“I” is also about to turn things into second class and make excuses to leave.
To tell you the truth, I’d hate to leave the court because of the story.
But now Qin Qin is different.
I have to deal with a whole bunch of students’ grievances during the day, and I’m going to blow my head off at night, and I’m going to hear it all over.
I don’t know what to do.
I’m hoping, I’m hoping, I’m back.
He entered the door and paid tribute to the teacher and stood beside me.
The second brother whispered to me, “Did you have a new lotus flower when I was recently absent?”
I’m:
I said, “No. I’m sorry.
The second brother frowned: “No, I smelled Lian-hyang. I’m sorry.
We pointed out to him Qin Zheng: “See, the white lotus is a fine flower. I’m sorry.
“My nose is a little stingy.” I’m sorry.
He coughed and said, “O cock, what have you gained lately?”
I was a little excited inside. I’ll take the opportunity to ask the Master to go out and practice.
I feel like I’m getting picked up by the lotus.
And I’m excited by my high hopes, “I’ve reaped love!” I’m sorry.
Master: ?
And what I’ve prepared has come out of my head: “I also want to practice like my two brothers.”
The teacher looked up and refused: “No, you cannot.” I’m sorry.
“Why can’t I, sister can, sister can!” I’m sorry.
“You’re 4,000 years old and you don’t have any hair, you can’t give up.” I’m sorry.
And his brother joined him: “You are too young, Nguyen. I’m sorry.
The second brother heard me and was alert to my face: “No, no way.” I’m sorry.
He said, “It was hard to get this iron, and I invited a famous master to make a sword and call it love.” Says, he laughs, “How many do you want with me?”
Big brother:
Sir:
I’m:
Fuck you, why.
She smiled at his brother and whispered, “How can she talk to your sister like that?” I’m sorry.
She laughed at his brother, and then he threw his fist at him: “This must be the white girl. I’m sorry.
I almost laughed around, White Lotus.
The white lotus flower became the green lotus flower at the moment, and she replied with a smile: “I am not white.” I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, Miss Lin, but I’m in a hurry. I’m sorry.
It’s over. Green Lotus is now slightly dark.
“…and I’m not Lian.” I’m sorry.
And the second brother looked to me for help, and I smiled softly and returned to him with a fine white middle finger.
The second brother turned his eyes closed and the king returned. He said again, “It’s my problem, flower girl. I’m sorry.
At that time, the second brother’s figure coincided with Japanese soldiers with moustaches and mouths on their mouths, who laughed and did not know whose heart line was touched.
Anyway, my heart’s broken.
The slow-deceased lotus flower:
The Lotus (blacked): “Eightga.” I’m sorry.
I ended up out of the court.
I have to go back because I’m having a birthday party with the Emperor’s father.
My father spent his whole life begging the fairies to send me to the fairies. I have given him a long life to bring him back to my father.
The average life expectancy is about 3,000 years, while the Father has sat on the throne for more than 6,000 years.
But under His Majesty’s rule, the mountains are flat, the land of Taiminan, and because I am a fairy, strong and unchallenged.
“You can reap love, but you cannot reap love.” I’m sorry.
I:
“You don’t have a man you like now. I’m sorry.
I’m silent.
“You hesitated to speak.” Say, who’s that dog man? I’m sorry.
His anger and his implausibility as if I had just named him and he was going to kill him.
I’m:
I smiled a little, and I spit out two words: “Sing. I’m sorry.
Because it really involves the knowledge blind section of the teacher, he can’t kill a man, he can’t just grab my sleeves: “This is a bad name. You don’t like him. I’m sorry.
“Who do you think has a nice name? I’m sorry.
The teacher’s eyes were so cold in my eyes that he whispered, “My tears are like ice, and my heart is so cold, and I’m like Iena Lolita’s love, but my dreams are so strange, and the dreams of Yuhua’s dream roses are so strange and so sad and so sad and so sad and so sad and so sad and so strange and so strange and sour and so strange and sour and sour, and I don’t know. I’m sorry.
I’m:
After having bothered me for two hours, he followed me to the capital as he wished.
The most devastating thing is that the dying lotus thief never dies and shamefully says he wants to follow him.
The teacher’s heart was full of joys I had agreed to go with him, and his brain was as good as a pellets of lush.
By the time he reacted, I’d have thought, by his neck, whether I should have strangled his head or pulled his teeth out.
In less than three days, we arrived at the palace.
I saluted my father, saying, “My son is with him.” Blessed be the Father of the East Sea and the South Mountain. I’m sorry.
Father smiled out of his face. He pulled my hand across the street, “Skinned, thin.” I’m sorry.
My father spoke to me for a while before the feast began.
Then my father pointed to the two behind me in doubt, asking, “Who are these?”
And We began by introducing: “The man is my teacher. I’m sorry.
The father’s face changed, and he wanted to stand up: “Derelict, disrespectful, people, tea for the lord!” I’m sorry.
Qin Qin was looking at me, biting on the lower lip, suggesting something.
I tried to organize the language and eventually gave up.
I said, “Well, that woman is a plant. I’m sorry.
Father:
Qinyang:
Qinyang: Fuck. I’m sorry.
The party.
Even though the beauty danced with joy, I fell asleep.
“The King of Persia is to meet…”
I’m going to sleep. Listen so, I barely look up.
I read it all over my head and found that Prince Persia was a man.
Wait?
Male 0?
I looked at the man next to me.
I thought, Qin Qin Qin is a girl t, not a woman p, no.
True Four.
Prince Persia’s face is like a rose, and his mouth is full of laughter, and it’s a spring wind.
He laughed, “The prince of the Persian nation, Ma. I’m sorry.
I’ve come up with a lot of ideas.
Then I stopped thinking about it. He’s a prince. How can he take such a hasty name?
As I was guilty of speculating about the prince’s name, his gentle voice resonated.
“The name is Makhabaka. I’m sorry.
I’m:
I was hasty.
I’m too ignorant and too shallow.
The Master saw me so concerned with the prince, and said, “What do you see him do?”
And I smiled at him for a long time: “I was looking at a lonely man. I’m sorry.
The teacher is very confused.
We said, “No, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
Master:
He looked at me and looked at the beautiful prince: “You know, I think you’re getting more and more. I’m sorry.
I want to reap love in a moment, and I feel sorry for Prince Persia.
I’m:
We said: “Screw your mother’s ass. He is a woman.” I’m sorry.
Qinyang didn’t distribute lush during the party. It was my sister’s idea.
Soon I was hit in the face myself.
The original lotus flower is dying, and today’s flower is listening to Queen White Lotus Green Tea.
It has both the fragrance of lotus flowers and the fragrance of green tea.
At the end of the party, Qinyang made a small laughter: “I would like to offer His Majesty a dance called “The Phoenix.” I’m sorry.
My father is happy to accept.
Qinyang danced with bare feet and swayed in the middle of town.
At the end of the dance, the veil fell from the white feet, and only beautiful.
I’m so impressed by the fact that you’re watching Qinyang.
Qinyang smiles and laughs, thinking that he’ll get caught.
But the teacher pointed at her feet and said, “Your feet.”
I’m curious as to what you’d say.
Qinyang’s face is red, he looks down on the master and hopes that his dog will spit out his ivory.
“Why the light?” he said. Don’t you have a taste? I’m sorry.
It is the ivory, but it is not formed of nature.
It’s dog ivory.
I’m:
Man:
You stink!
Makabaka eased the awkward situation, and he laughed twice: “What a humorous man. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t bear to ask Prince Makabaka if your father’s name was Igubico. I’m sorry.
Makhabaka looked at me with surprise: “A princess, you’re a genius. Also, the name of the princess is Nosy Dixie, and the brother is Tom Briber. I’m sorry.
I’m:
Who hasn’t seen a blue, unknown creature when he was a kid, squeezing red handkerchiefs and jumping on a television show about an explosion in Africa?
“Don’t talk to him, I think he likes you.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
Duck, you think the man 0 is white.
Makhabaka is alive. Maybe you’ll like someone else.
I didn’t take care of the sarcasm, and then I asked Prince Persia, “Well, Prince Makhabaka, I wonder why black and blue skins were born white.” I’m sorry.
Makhabaka: ?
Makhabaka’s face was blind, “What are you talking about?”
I’m embarrassed that my toes caught a Barbie dream house.
Bad idea.
According to the teacher, I had a great time with Makhabaka that night.
We sing wine, look at the snow, look at the moon, talk about life philosophy from poetry.
I drank my head off and pulled Makhabaka to discuss chromosomes and DNA. Makhabaka from the beginning enjoyed to the end sleep with a dead pig.
And I woke up before I left, and I took a deep breath, and I fell down in the field, and I said, “Good night, littler.” Good night, Bean. Good night, Tinker. Good night, flying fish. I’m sorry.
I can’t drag my master away, but only when I say good night, I leave with my sword.
And Qion, who remained in the palace, saying, ‘O duck, have you forgotten something?’
When he returned, he asked me why I never said good night to him, and I went to peace, “Good night, cook!” I’m sorry.
“And you didn’t even look at the snow with me, look at the moon, talk about life philosophy from poetry.” I’m sorry.
I’ve been thinking about it, and it’s fucking familiar.
Are you kidding me?
And I tried to say, “I will look only at the snow with you and see the moon, and speak from poetry about the philosophy of life.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t get the picture of the marriage that I imagined, and the teacher’s ears were red, and he was mean to me: “Don’t lie.” I’m sorry.
I:
A man’s heart is a needle in the sea.
Strangely enough, I thought I had a great trip, not only to see the evolution of the Lotus but also to meet the happy family of Makabaka.
But I always felt something was missing.
Something’s wrong.
And when I thought about it, the big brother came. He sniffed around like a dog, and he said, “Why is there no lotus lately? Where is the flower girl?” I’m sorry.
I said! I’m sorry.
Shit, I said something was missing, and I forgot to listen!
Though the lotus tastes terrible, it is true that nothing bad has happened in these days.
And cast her there as a woman in the earth, and I was troubled.
As I thought about whether to take mercy on her, a piece of black carbon came to me.
I’m very kind to say, “The Black Charcoal is ready for the Biochemical Mountain.” I’m sorry.
“I am Qinyang. I’m sorry.
I: ?
Well, that’s a lot of black Lotus.
And I explained, “Well, when I came back, I remembered you were still there, and I was going to pick you up.” I’m sorry.
Black carbon turned white and said, “So you’re going for a month?”
I was like, “Black girl, that’s your fault. I don’t know if you’ve heard of it. I’m sorry.
Black carbon is silent and hard.
The fist is hard.
She asked, “Why did I change my name again?”
I can clearly feel the change in Lotus attitude.
I thought she evolved because she was baptized by me.
And then the next second, the teacher stepped into my bedroom and cried out for Nguyen, and the eyes of the lotus rose.
It’s just a shame because it’s too dark to see what’s red.
Is this evolution for me alone?
The masters looked at the Black Lotus and frowned and asked: “Where is this? Why is it not black? I’m sorry.
I was just about to explain that it was a Lotus, and I heard it coughing twice.
I realized that it’s not like people to see themselves ugly.
“The slave is a handmaiden who was bought by the young girl. I’m sorry.
He did not know anything wrong, but he went through it for a moment and lamented to me: “Your night vision is quite good.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
He told me that in two days’ time the secrets of the sea will be opened up and all the majors will discuss it and prepare for a cuisine comparison.
The so-called phantom is, in fact, to let the heirs of the Sons enter the realm of the sea, and see who can take the Nine Ghosts.
I was wrong. The secret of the sea, as it was, was opened only after the masters and Qinns shared their hearts.
That’s the way it’s gonna be.
The teacher is still saying, “Don’t get out when you’re in danger.” Remember to take the fragrances…
I was absent from my mind: “I know. I’m sorry.
I don’t get it.
I packed my bags and went to the secret with my brother and brother.
As a judge, he must arrive a few days earlier.
And the washed lotus flowers follow the Master’s face.
On the way, the two brothers were wiping his love.
Big Brother is talking to his little brother about whether the Lotus is good or the Green Tea.
Finally, I made a plan: “Let’s call her tea later.” I’m sorry.
“It’s you! I’m sorry.
There were ten entries in this event, namely, Qingxiang, Yuen, Shaolin, etc.
Although we are strong in our isolation, Pingo does not interact with the others, so no one has come to talk to us or dare to speak to us.
The four of me stayed in good hands until we got to the secret.
It’s dark in the middle of the night. The dew dripped, the leaves piled up on the ground and stomped on it, and it seemed to be a mess in the silence.
And he grabbed me in the arms, and he whispered, “I, I heard the teacher say that you have excellent night vision. I’m sorry.
You look like you’re not afraid of the dark.
I said softly, “Take a hundred thousand taels of silver at a time. Be good, my sister loves you and can pay in instalments.” I’m sorry.
Big Brother!
The traitor!
We didn’t have a lot of heart, so we walked and thought about what to eat. Even though the pagans have already established a valley, our Lord is a man of good taste.
I’m worried like a man’s mother.
And then, suddenly, he held my hand and whispered, “Don’t move!” I’m sorry.
Four men were on alert.
Only the jungle shiver, and soon two giants came out.
I saw it on moonlight: a cold brown bear.
It’s a kind of animal with a high level of aggressiveness and can speak out, and even if the teacher comes, he doesn’t necessarily win.
My face changed and my hands were sweaty, and a few of us touched them in a word: death is certain.
There’s no time for us to think about why this kind of thing is happening in the dark, and the two cold-cold brown bears just jumped in.
It’s fast, no one can react.
I consciously closed my eyes, but the expected pain didn’t come.
On the contrary, I heard a familiar sound in my ear: “I think they smell so good, especially the woman in the middle. I’m sorry.
I began to talk, and I hesitated to say, “The bear?”
The bear was shocked: “How do you know my name? I’m sorry.
And when I laughed, I was in control: was thy brother, the bear, large? I’m sorry.
That’s it. We’re being greeted and we’re sitting on fire with Big Bear.
The bear asked, “How do you know so much?” I’m sorry.
I said, “The sky is not allowed to leak.” I’m sorry.
The bear looked at me and looked at me. I’m sorry.
Neither do we. One dare, one believe.
At the introduction of Bear Bear, we met King Jiji.
And King Jiji said with his chest: I say unto you, I have found a new food, which is called fragrance. It smells so good. I’m sorry.
Say, it’s got fur on it a bunch of shit.
I’m shocked.
I suddenly realized that I was in “The Total Mobilization of Bears,” episode 94, mushroom hotpot.
The thing that looks like shit is the smell of slag mushrooms.
People are stupid.
The bear was the first to say, “Where are the mushrooms? I’m sorry.
I’ve read this episode and I’ve been busy making it clear, “It’s not that.” This smells good.”
“Your taste is unique.” I’m sorry.
I’m:
King Jiji ate first and enjoyed his face: “It smells so good! I’m sorry.
Big Bear hesitated and ate.
“It smells good!” I’m sorry.
I tasted one too.
It’s amazing!
On my benevolent advice, the second brother ate with his frown.
Big Brother will believe and eat.
I don’t know.
So, the four men and the two monkeys were happy to cook together.
At the same time, Yukio’s disciples are looking to our side.
The Qiu Yi Zheng scheme counted the power of the pie, and only saw this weird dry meal scene.
He ran into his own team, screaming, “The deranged are mad and mad!” I’m sorry.
And he was not in the air, but he was forced out of his teeth.
They’re gathering for shit! I’m sorry.
When we’re done eating, we’ll say goodbye to Bear.
And the bear scratched his head: Will I see you again?
I remember how the teacher pretended to be, and now I’m learning how to sell: “Faith, it’s amazing. I’m sorry.
“Makabaka, we will see each other again!” I’m sorry.
I’m:
Dude, you’re on the line.
As we moved on, we ran into Yukio’s disciple.
And I am polite: “Hello, I am a man of my own.”
And before they had finished their speech, they bowed before us in tremors: “Hello, excuse me. I’m sorry.
I: ?
Until they left, my big brother and I were scrumptious.
There’s a voice behind me:
“Why does it taste so bad?”
“You’re stupid. They must have been clean! I’m sorry.
I: ?
“We can’t go on like this.” I’m sorry.
When I tried to talk, I felt something was holding my wrist and my ankle, and I couldn’t pull it.
I cried, “Love! I’m sorry.
The sword of love came out of its own hand and cut it to my ankle.
I’m:
I’m bleeding.
I have no expression: “It’s true that it’s a sword of love. I’ll have a few.” I’m sorry.
Big Brother tried to pull me, and I put my hand out, and he couldn’t.
And it seemed as though there was a mist between Us and them, and gradually We saw not even their faces.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the dark.
“How old is this year?” I’m sorry.
And when I had not answered, he said to himself, “I am 3,000 years old, and I am not as strong as your youth.” Says he laughs, “I don’t know about your little thing. I’m sorry.
I’m:
Shit, I’m embarrassed to say I’m 4,000 years old.
What’s the mean age of the monster in this mystery?
The owner of the voice said, “Are you not afraid?” I’m sorry.
I was calm: I lost my human right, right, old man? I’m sorry.
That man didn’t answer me.
He grinds his teeth, and he says, “You’ll enter the dream, which is the thing you fear most. If you can defeat fear, you can leave alive. On the contrary, I’ll swallow you. I’m sorry.
As soon as his voice came down, I felt like I was wrapped in a soft net and I couldn’t tear it apart.
I was taken to a place and thrown down.
I barely got up and my broken ankle was bleeding, and I had a heart attack and I thought that one day I would break my sword of love into four pieces so that the second brother would know that he was worth four.
Die.
From curtains to sheets to computers, it’s pink.
I’m in the modern room?
I think about what I fear most in my subconscious, and I hold my breath, and I’m afraid of coming out of something weird.
Just listen to someone on the computer saying, “Return the book to 37 pages, and today we have to learn a new lesson. If you don’t have a camera, please open it. There’s 49 people now, and there’s one. Where’s Nguyen? I’m sorry.
I: ?
Net… Net lessons?
I went crazy on the mouse, but I couldn’t turn on the camera.
I heard the teacher call my name over and over again, panic and light it up blindly.
The teacher was obviously angry: “Why didn’t you open the camera when I told you to open it?”
Even my teacher speaks the same way!
I said, “I’m sorry, I just got stuck, I couldn’t turn on the camera. I’m sorry.
Look at the teacher’s face, my back is cold.
Do I have to beat the teacher to get out?
And when I was bewildered, he said: How is that which thou fearest is so unique?
As soon as the man opened his mouth, my computer showed exit from the videoconference.
I couldn’t help but say, “Shut up and don’t you see I can’t get in there?” I’m sorry.
The man who said, ‘Are you not afraid that this will not come out?’
I don’t know if I’m being affected by the illusions, but I just want to go online, and it’s a small thing to die. Rich democratic civilization is harmonious, free and fair, and the rule of law is based on a patriotism and good faith, and the core values of socialism preserve me. I’m sorry.
The man’s saying, “You’re a man…”
“I’m not a human being, I’m a magical species that evolved under the irrigation of knowledge about the physical, chemical and physico-political history of language and English, and is the backbone of a country that has been crucified. I’m sorry.
He says, “…”
All of a sudden, after the sound of a slight hysteria, my vision returned to its original darkness.
I am ecstasy: hallucinating!
My nostrils went up in the sky and cried out to him, “This is it?”
The man was silent for a while and suddenly his voice was young.
He said, “Fuck you.” I’m sorry.
“No way. I spoke to him rationally, and said, “Don’t you dare fuck.” I’m sorry.
He: ?
I felt the sound wrong: “Makabaka?”
He did not deny it, nor did he deny it, but he said, “You have defeated fear, so go.” I’m sorry.
Suddenly, the surroundings became open and bright, and my eyes were stinging, and it took me a while to get to it.
That’s when I found out I was in a huge cave.
I walked to the hole with a limp, and I started to spin in my head.
Makhabaka is just a prince. Where does he get his powers into the dark? How did he get those powers?
If someone did it on purpose, why did they let me go just to find what I feared?
And why did you choose Makhabaka?
It’s strange how much trouble it takes not to kill me.
I hate that I didn’t take lessons seriously when I went to school, or else I didn’t know anything about it.
But Makhabaka was a gentle little lovable, hard-breathed, old monster.
Makabaka hesitated and said, “Don’t go. I’m sorry.
He bites his teeth: “A fairy has given me the power to create illusions in search of what you fear most. I’m sorry.
Fong said he wanted to eat my little friend’s stammer at the moment, “The fairy said it would be useless to tell you who I am if he knew what you fear most. I’m sorry.
But Makhabaka is small, and there’s not enough to walk, and it’s born out of my excitement.
I looked at him with mercy: “Thank you, Mother. I’m sorry.
Makhabaka: ?
Makhabaka promised him, given the attractive conditions that the fairy had given him.
But Makabaka was close to me before, and he didn’t want to hurt me in vain and was trying to stop bleeding my ankle.
I wonder: “Why do you act after you have promised me harm?”
I said, “I don’t want to hurt you.” I’m sorry.
He explained, “I am the prince of the garden country, but I am only an adopted son, and my brother Tom Briber likes me, and he wants to marry me.” I’m sorry.
I’m glad to hear the first reaction to this mystery.
I told you black and blue can’t produce white skin! I’m still a good creature!
My “The Five Threes” “Study of High School” “The Ones,” “The Ones” and “The Ones”!
“I don’t like him, but I can’t fight him.” The fairy said he could give me power, and I thought if I got stronger, I wouldn’t be bullied. I’m sorry.
And suddenly I thought of something, and I wondered, “Is Tom Bribble not the three brothers?” I’m sorry.
Makhabaka was shocked: “How do you know? I’m sorry.
I said! I’m sorry.
I was knocked out of my head by this giant giant, and I said, “It’s still a seagull.”
I didn’t know until a few questions were asked. Tom Briber was one.
I’m so smug, my eyes are shining, I listen to the story, I completely forget the injury.
I feel like a guacamole in my field.
It’s really simple, it’s a story about my brothers who just wanted to be my boyfriend and then my husband.
After hearing, I marveled at the sword of rain, as you wish.
And before I left, my little friend and I stung, “Don’t hate me, I didn’t mean to cause you to weep.” I’m sorry.
And I groaned, and touched his head: “But if there was not a drop of water in your head, you would not be like this.” I’m sorry.
Makhabaka heads down: “What does that mean?” I’m sorry.
I said, “Not very smart.” I’m sorry.
Makhabaka:
“Do you have anything to ask me? I’m sorry.
I thought, “Where did you get your transcriber?” I’m sorry.
Makhabaka, right?
Maqabaka, “…and poaching.”
I’m like, “What? ! I’m sorry.
Business is so wide!
I spent the night in the woods and finally saw my brother’s gang.
I’m crying and I’m so excited that they’re worried about their cutest sister/sister, and they’re going to turn their backs and fear something.
I’ve imagined that the Big Brother is anxious to look over and over in the woods, and the Second Brother blames himself for saying, “Love is useless.” I’m sorry.
My little brother must be crying in grief and trying to find me with a spell.
I’m crying before I get there. We walked forward with tears and we saw only the master brothers, the second brothers and the younger brothers in a triangle, in the midst of which there was a bonfire.
Big Brother, hey, smile and throw a card: “Wan Bang! I’m sorry.
“Is she alive or dead?”
The second brother took a look at him with his disapproval: “Son, focus. I’m sorry.
“We’re losing! I’m sorry.
I: ?
When I came back, they threw the cards in the fire without changing them.
“How are you? I’m sorry.
The little brother slipped some water from the kettle and tried to rub it in his face.
I groaned: “Oscar didn’t have you. I ruined the award. I’m sorry.
It’s only second class. He’s clean and clean.
The second brother was excited and looked forward to asking, “How’s the pain in love? * He’s so proud * I’m sorry.
I say, “…?”
Because I’ve been able to get through this ever since I was a kid, and I’ve been through this ever since.
But luck is not the reason these dogs bet on me!
And he turned to his second brother: “Look, I said it was a time, give it up.” I’m sorry.
I said!
My heart was cold as ice, and it was cold.
Have you ever loved a teacher from joy to destruction?
I shivered a little, raised my noble head, and spitted three words at Big Brother Seo: “It is dark, it is black.” I’m sorry.
The bonfire will not warm my heart.
Big Brother gave me half of the silver with hesitation: “Well do you want it?” I’m sorry.
I smiled and smiled, “Good brother.” I’m sorry.
The bonfire does not warm my heart.
But money can!
Me and Big Brother are seriously counting the money.
“Sir, did you forget to bet on you? I’m sorry.
“But he gave too much.” I’m sorry.
Suddenly, a position shook.
And the birds of the mountains ran away with their wings and blew a strange wind.
Big Brother’s hands are in the air, and he’s asking questions: “I think I heard the sound of a broken heart. I’m sorry.
I’m:
The second brother moved in love, and finally he held on to his desire to pierce his head, and said, “Look who you are behind you, and you’re giving up.” I’m sorry.
Big brother back, big shock.
Master and Qin Qin.
Big Brother changed his face and felt unconscious. He reacts like Thomas’ little train: “Sir, he says you’re an asshole! I’m sorry.
Second Brother’s face is obnoxious: ?
Big Brother continues to change the subject and laughs: “A few days ago, the tea turned into jasmine tea, much white, and it’s perfect for the teacher.” I’m sorry.
I’ve been rubbing my palms in my heart so I can kiss my horse’s leg.
If there’s no accident, Shifu may have a tummy.
The teacher laughed and said, “Crawl.” I’m sorry.
And as soon as the heart of Qin went down, she did not know whether she should be angry because she had been described as a flower tea, or whether she was ashamed of being a teacher.
Both emotions appeared at the same time, piled up in her face, making her look so ugly.
I can’t help but wonder: there it is! Felony!
The teacher turned to me and said, “It’s natural to open the border at every hour of the day, but it’s just suddenly gone and it’s threatening to change. I’m sorry.
I wonder, “Why bring flowers? Qin Oo?”
Qin Qin Qin Qing is nothing but an ordinary woman, who has no role in keeping the secret except to increase risk.
He pulled me aside and whispered, “It was only after we found out that the odour of her was a mosquito. I’m sorry.
I looked at the teacher and said, “You used to treat him like a six god.” I’m sorry.
Sir:
“It rhymes.” I’m sorry.
I naturally don’t believe in this nonsense.
How can a man of the fairies be afraid of mosquito bites?
I’m so shocked that you’re not into Qin Oo, are you?
What’s she got? She’s got a bad head.
Is that the law of men and women?
“What are you thinking?” I’m sorry.
I looked at him, “I know, I know.” Is it still human? I’m sorry.
After all, Qin Guang is a beautiful woman.
Master:
As if he understood, don’t say, “How can you be so self-obsessed?” I’m sorry.
I don’t know what you know.
My brother said, “Did the other lords come in?” I’m sorry.
“There are still some of the lords outside to observe the situation, just in case. It’s time to get out. I’m sorry.
“What about the Nine Ghost Lotus?” It’s sacred. I’m sorry.
“When else do you want this?” I’m sorry.
This news is so sudden that, after all, the mystery has never happened in tens of thousands of years.
“I wonder what happened to Bear Bear and King Jiji.” I’m sorry.
The teacher contacted the other lords briefly and joined them together.
But Xue-joon’s disciples refused to join us and had to go to the front.
The students of Kie-zong are saying, “Do you have any enemies?”
“Never heard of it. I’m sorry.
The Quizong disciple groaned, and turned to the kite, and began to tell the story: “This Quizong student has a special hobby. They like to get together and eat shit. I’m sorry.
Kiki Yizong!
And suddenly they learned of such a terrible thing, and people believed not.
So the Quizong disciples began to say, “On a dark night of the month…”
Since then, no Zong team has dared to send someone to talk to me.
Qin was suddenly making a sound as the Qin was moving back.
She smiled and said, “You don’t really think you can get out alive, do you? I’m sorry.
People looked back at her, very confused.
And I rebuffed with my heart: “There is no way to walk.” I’m sorry.
As soon as Qinyang started to breathe, she continued to laugh at the evil spirits that did not fit the man’s plan: “I have been waiting for a long day, to tell you the truth.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t bear to tell her she looked like a gibberish.
Qinyang went on to say, “The disappearance of the secret is my masterpiece.” She looked at my ankles, she pulled 90 degrees in her mouth, almost cracked her face, and I did it. I’m sorry.
There was silence around her, and no one took her, and she said, “Why did you do this?”
It’s embarrassing.
“Macabaka is so sweet, thank you for giving me the chance to eat the melon.” I’m sorry.
Black flowers:
And then Qin Qin Qin began again.
“I, in fact, am the Nine Ghost Lotus! I’m sorry.
That said, several of them watched her with a frenzy.
Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin wanted to see what I was doing.
“You really are a flower girl.” I’m sorry.
Qinyang:
She was behind all this in the mouth of Qinyang.
Big Brother looked at Qin Qin Qin , and looked so disoriented: “How can you be so smart?”
Listen, Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin
Although they are enemies, praises from them are more sincere.
“I always thought she had a brain disease.” I’m sorry.
Qinyang:
The smile on Qinyang’s face is so stiff, he says, “What do you mean?” I’m sorry.
“How can you talk like this? I’m sorry.
Qinyang saw how soft the eyes of the Master were.
I thought he was human without looking at him.
Something’s wrong.
The teacher did not fail my expectations, and he said, “The Nine Ghosts are sacred, but in the end they are a flower.” “Where’s the head of Lotus?” I’m sorry.
Qinyang”! I’m sorry.
Just as we were squeezing, the rest of us came together.
“Is the man who claims to be Nine Ghost Lotus crazy? I’m sorry.
“Who knows. I’m sorry.
“Is it the aftereffect of eating too much shit?”
And the Lord of kite’s Lord could not hear, and cried out: “Lian, don’t be greedy!” I’m sorry.
Stop eating shit! Watch your head!
Qinyang:
Qinyang wonders: “Why do you say this when I don’t eat much in my day? I’m sorry.
The snow lord is very calm, and he says, “Lian, even if she is poor, she can’t afford to spend it.”
Qinyang: ?
I snuck to listen to other disciples, and only one of them lost his voice,
“It’s a great loss for a woman who is so beautiful and so poor and so poor that he can eat himself.” I’m sorry.
Qinyang’s incompetent rage: “I am a Nine Ghost Lotus! I’m sorry.
Big Brother was so confused, he asked, “Why do you smell like tea? I’m sorry.
Qinyang:
Qinyang:
“She has evolved.” I’m sorry.
It’s a pity Qinyang didn’t appreciate it.
She said, “I despise you, but I never found you before, and you came through.” I’m sorry.
“What do you mean? I’m sorry.
Is this the way you go? You don’t pick people these days?
People travel through spirits, not all are smart people.
But how did she know I was a traveler? My good work stinged her eyes?
Then Qinyang laughed: “Makabaka told me exactly what you were afraid of. I’m sorry.
I said, “…” I realized.
In Qinyang ‘ s eyes, 26.4 per cent were above the top, 39.2 per cent were arrogant, and 64 per cent were proud because she was so arrogant that she forgot that the total of those percentages was not 100.
“You’re afraid of online classes. You’re still a student? You know you’re wearing a book? I’m sorry.
The crowd is raging.
“What do you think you are, a mistress?” I’m sorry.
Qinyang’s face is blue: “You are the master.” She turned over a taller white eye, “But it’s not going to happen.” I’m sorry.
Qinyang was trying to push it down, but it turned too hard and his eyes were cramped.
Qinyang:
I said, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
I was shocked to see you here, and before the Master came to me, and I smelled and smelled. I’m sorry.
He smiled: “Leave her alone, I fear that the brain is contagious.” I’m sorry.
The faces of Qinyang were presented in colours, like the palettes of fine arts.
Plus twitching white eyes, it’s perfectly possible to go to the haunted house and perform npc.
So, she finally couldn’t stand me being such an idiot, pointing at his nose, saying, “If it wasn’t for you being a man, you thought I would please a straight man like you?” I’m sorry.
I don’t agree to interrupt: “I’ve insulted straight men.” I’m sorry.
Qinyang’s tongue was so crooked: “What do you think you can do?” I’m sorry.
And I was careful to ask, “What do you think of me as the god of war?” I’m sorry.
Qinyang:
Qinyang’s foot was swaying, and he fell and fell, and she fell into flames. I’m sorry.
She pointed at our four apprentices and hated him: “The boss goes in the eye of money, the dick talks like a fart, the three are mentally ill, the four Oscars!” I’m not a family! I’m sorry.
I’m thinking about the rhymes.
I had to ask, “You see the Deer Man? I’m sorry.
Qinyang’s freestyle was as pressed as if she had a pause, and she replied with force: “Look! It’s really nice!”
Then Qinyang returned to his former state, laughing, “What is the matter with you, too, a noble old deer?” I will take away your fate today. I’m sorry.
I have a double-chef ecstasy: I’m sorry.
Qin Qingyang has started to honk again, and her abusive environment has not stopped her scolding.
And she scolded, and there was no repetition of it, and she complained to the people of the evil of which I was disobedient.
In the end, I put things together from her scoldings.
Qinyang only read the first part of the book, where he was angry.
So she mistakenly thinks I’m the hostess.
And why didn’t she read it, because she couldn’t wait to wear a book and wear it on a tool flower, the Nine Ghost Lotus.
Qin Qin Qin Qin is not happy because she wears books and she wears books.
So she was able to make it, to make it look like a man, to make it look bad, to get out.
He named himself Qin Qin Qin Qin, then pretended to be a human being who met a master and took the way of Qin Qin Qin, a mortal, and left her with no way.
There was a reference in the original book to a small match that tried to take the lead, but failed.
Qinyang, however, has come up with a way to take the air — to make one feel what he fears most.
Qinyang thought that I’d like to follow the pattern.
Then she’s done with the master.
How simple.
It’s just she didn’t think my heart was cold like a stone.
How could I like a ogre?
Qinyang is still alive, sending Makabaka to look into my fears.
Ridiculous.
My joy, you can’t see it!
You graduated dogs don’t know how wonderful online classes are.
Qin Qin was tired of scolding and proudly opened a private letter from Makabaka, saying, “Your luck is fine, mine is next.” I’m sorry.
I was like, “How are you doing online? I’m sorry.
The look on Qinyang’s hand makes me feel wrong. Indeed, she’s full of confidence. I’m sorry.
I said!
Qinyang has begun to read.
“Lobida is the method of determining undetermined values under certain conditions through separate guidance and limits by the molecular denominator. It is well known that the limits of the two infinity ratios or the two infinity ratios may or may not exist. As a result, such limits are often sought…”
Qinyang stole my secret treasure!
Then I heard Qin Qing, saying, “Please ask him if you can drive wheat and set up a camera, and repeat what I just said about zero to zero and infinite. I’m sorry.
Qinyang did half the trick and found it useless.
Her face spins like a propeller, “Why! Why!”! I’m sorry.
And I returned to my mind and said, “Look, before you read it, you have to read it. I’m sorry.
Qinyang:
And We looked at her with mercy: “I am not a woman.” I’m sorry.
Qin Qin lost its soul in the rain, which caused a heavy rain in the middle of the sky. I’m sorry.
It’s raining so hard, it’s worse than the night I was looking for her father for money. It’s bigger than the day she left Doming Temple. That day was bigger than the day Andy escaped from the sewer and regained his freedom.
And We broke her passion in cold blood: “You are a traitor, I am not a mistress, and surely you will not succeed.” I’m sorry.
Qin Qing cannot believe and shout: “No! Who is the master?” I’m sorry.
I remember the time line, “Well, probably not yet born.” I’m sorry.
The mortal Qinyang may not be born before 100,000 years.
I said, “You’re too fast. If you slow down, you might succeed.” I’m sorry.
Well, the scene was disrupted, and 100,000 years later Qin Qin won’t be brought back.
Qin Qin Qing was blinded and mumbling: “No, men can’t say fast. I’m sorry.
I’m:
Can you drive this road?
Qinyang suddenly fell in the rain.
People are shocked, they’ve just given birth to a piece of life… and no, a flower will fall.
At the moment, the eyes were drawn to the doctor who accompanied them.
The doctor hesitated: “Alas, this man is crazy. What if he eats it? I’m sorry.
And with a good man, and in the faith of all that is in the life of all, We put our hands together ten: ‘Amitabha, save one’s life, and make a seven-degree scavenger. I’m sorry.
The doctor said, “You’re young, you’re so beautiful, don’t believe in the evil. Besides, you can’t eat anything like this! Don’t eat your brain like that girl who fainted! I’m sorry.
I:
What are you eating?
And the doctor looked at Qin, squeezing his nose, and cried at us, “When she spoke, the rain strangled her into the air! There’s nothing left! I’m sorry.
I said, “Where are you from?”
“…” is not dead.
“…” the girl looks at how long she’s had a bit of cerebral palsy.
The beauty of the rain was radiant and slowly turned into a blemish.
Qinyang has gone back to its original form because of the costs of destroying the secret.
I hold her in my arms and say to her: “The Nine Ghosts are sacred, and the Lord will bring it back.” I’m sorry.
I can’t believe nobody said yes.
They’re as if they’re copying paste and rejecting it in unison.
And when I was in doubt, one of the lords said with a pity: “The Nine Sphinx is a sacred thing, but it is not good to pour out the dung.” I’m sorry.
I:
In the end, we brought Qin Qin Qin Qin back to Qin.
I explained to the masters and a few of my brothers the fact that they were wearing books.
“Senior, you’re very tasteful, and you’re in love.” I’m sorry.
“You fart!” I don’t like her! I’m sorry.
“Who do you like?” I’m sorry.
“Don’t think about me. I’m sorry.
“What do you like? I’m sorry.
He coughed, looked at me and said, “Well, I like soft girls. I’m sorry.
And when I heard it, I was astonished at it: “I love it! I’m sorry.
Master:
He said, “Don’t listen to people.” I’m sorry.
I thought about it for a while, and I realized, “I see, you want me to introduce you to soft people!” I’m sorry.
The big brother who drank tea next door almost choked to death.
My little brother’s hand shook Qin’s petals.
In one moment, there was silence inside, and only the sound of the tip of Qin Qin, “Where is my hair?” I’m sorry.
Big Bro says I’m stupid.
I have been offended.
I wonder, “Then tell me what the lecturer means. I’m sorry.
“No, I’m stupid.” I’m sorry.
“You mean you’re a couple.” I’m sorry.
Big brother:
Big Brother, “No, I won’t. I’m sorry.
The teacher in the book is a boss who doesn’t respect others.
Now the Master is a strange, strange sculptor.
In response, Big Brother lamented many times: “This is the difference in the world. I’m sorry.
That’s it.
He won’t tell me, nor will he tell me.
I went to ask Qin Qin, but she was only scolding: “Scram!” I’m sorry.
It’s true that you always look at me with a bitter look.
I’ve got goose bumps all over my body: “How can you be a woman who has been abandoned by her husband?” I’m sorry.
“It is true. I’m sorry.
I:
Qin Qin Qing was left behind.
People don’t care because Qin Qin doesn’t look like White Lotus.
It would be nice to have less swearing.
Qin Qin has tried to become a human being on several occasions while taking care of him.
Finally, one day she succeeded.
But Qinyang touched his few hairs and almost no hairlines and his face was green.
Her face was blue and red and blue and turned back and forth.
Qinyang was no longer humanized and changed from Qinglian to Qinglai Lan.
Another day.
The seniors practiced early in the morning, and the second brothers were caught in their classes and slept in their beds, and the teachers told him to stand on the bench and listen to the lessons.
My little brother’s talking about clothes, and the petals of the lotus spread out. It’s beautiful. But as long as we talk about what we’ve done before, we’re back.
The sky is clear and the clouds are hanging in the sky for thousands of miles.
It’s far away, and it’s about to come out of the world, and it’s like a little bird’s laughter.
It’s a new day.
It is the future that will not change for a long time.
End
Nanji
They’ve been very fond of whispering together lately.
Every time I speak to him, they look green.
“Your eyes are brighter than the sun. I’m sorry.
And a green sun.
“We do not dare, we simply want to shine the light on the earth.” I’m sorry.
I once suspected that the teacher was too stupid and they tried to kill him.
Then think about it, they’re all half a dozen.
Just like an idiot.
Until one day, my little brother sneered at me: “The pack is betting on you and the master.” I’m sorry.
I’m surprised, “The bastards won’t call me if they make money.” I’m sorry.
I was going to be the one to denounce their younger brother.
“What bet do they make, how many bets?” I’m sorry.
“They bet that you and the teacher will be together.” I’m sorry.
I:
My pupils earthquake: “Do I look like one of those morons? I’m sorry.
“It’s good to have one sword and three swords.” I’m sorry.
It also pierced the heart of three people.
Little Brother asked me if I wanted to gamble.
“How could I do such immoral things?” I said. I’m sorry.
The young master, like x-rays, had already seen me and laughed: “They each gambled 100,000 taels. I’m sorry.
I: …!
I asked, “Can you describe it in detail? I’m sorry.
“The big brother and the second brother bet that you’ll be with him in a thousand years and that Qin will never be able to be with him in the rest of your life.” Some of the students are gambling with Big Brother and Second Brother. I’m sorry.
Shit.
I’m gonna be rich.
I’m in the mood for a hundred thousand taels.
It’s a win-win game.
“We’re 20, we’re eight, we’re two.” I’m sorry.
And I said, “Ah, why do you suddenly say my father and your son? I’m sorry.
Little teacher:
I ran to the master’s bedroom, and he was not in the air and he said, “We are together!” I’m sorry.
When the Master paused, he was covered in red and stammered: “You, you know…”
He said, “How did you know that?” I’m sorry.
“You knew, didn’t you tell me? I’m sorry.
Why don’t you make money together?
After listening, his face got redder, and he bit his teeth off: “How many times have I implied to you…” Do I have to be more specific? I’m sorry.
I:
I’m not sure we’re on a channel.
And I chose to take it in good faith: “Then speak more clearly. I’m sorry.
“I like you.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t hear you. You want chicken?”
Sir:
The Master shouted, “I love you! Can you hear me?” I’m sorry.
The Big Brother and the Second Brother who came to us in the news were shocked and confused:
Let’s see if we can make some money!
I’m:
I said, “Oh. I’m sorry.
I didn’t answer any more questions. I didn’t even talk to them.
I looked down and went back to my bedroom and thought all day.
Until evening, the sky was filled with stars, and I did not have a sword, step by step, before the master, and a little note was inserted into the door.
It’s not that bad. _Other Organiser
Then he asked me why I said yes.
I pretended to cough: “Because I’m good.” I’m sorry.
The teacher had to squeeze my face. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I just think he’s cute.
And then every time I had a fight, I turned over the old bill.
As soon as he was evil, I cried.
“That’s not how you saw my note. I’m sorry.
The master was like a big dog and he couldn’t get off on me, and he was sticky for half a day and repeatedly confirmed it was true.
I was rubbed on fire, “I’m sorry.” I’m sorry.
He was stiff and then came down quickly, but still holding my hand.
He said, “The horse will not be able to follow a man. I’m sorry.
I laughed, “You deserve to be a horse? I’m sorry.
In response, Big Brothers and Second Brothers expressed their grief.
I couldn’t help but ask, “What shall I call you? Sister or Sister? I’m sorry.
I’m ashamed to laugh, “Just call me Dad.” I’m sorry.
Little Brother?
Damn, it’s GB, it’s not working.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
