I was sealed at Sam’s.
I was sealed at Sam’s.
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
I was locked up at Sam’s. I ate all the fresh food.
Roasted chicken bites, durian cake bites, salmon bites, elbows roasted.
I was so excited that I finally realized the dream of being a kid, and suddenly the sound of a broker biting my teeth on the radio.
“Are you a pig? Don’t eat! Look at the phone!”
Who could have thought that I, a actress, was too good to eat.
It’s a big night!
One.
The bad news is that I’ve been blocked into the supermarket, and the good news is that the fresh food inside is available and my agent is not here.
But five days later, I’m tired of snacks and I don’t want a box from the epidemiological department, and I went to the electric zone and bought a pot.
After the third time I burned the food, I caught a man.
He’s not just handsome, he’s good, he’s cooking!
Gaga!
I looked at my charred tomato fried eggs, and I looked at the fragrance of Buddha next door.
He probably found my eyes and eyes.
After all, it’s really hard to ignore such a strong view.
“You want to eat?”
He raised his bowl.
I noded and asked for permission to make a whole bowl of food, and that’s when I found out he fired a couple of cabbages in addition to the fowls in the pot!
Let’s have a taste.
“It’s delicious, you’re a cook.” I’m sorry.
He shakes his head, and his eyes sparkle with little stars: “Eat more if you like.” I’m sorry.
Boom.
He’ll regret his recklessness!
Q’s abalone mixed with thick ol’ juice quickly stimulated my taste bud.
Delicious!
I was quick to say that I had nothing left on my hands and that I had thrown the chopsticks out of Mars.
Last five dishes on the table, at least three in my stomach.
I touched my tummy and croaked.
It’s only then that I realized I ate for nothing!
I got up and packed up, and he stopped me.
“There’s no hot water in the public area here. I’ll go. I’m sorry.
Two.
I can’t just eat it for nothing.
And while he was doing the dishes, We quickly swept through the freshland.
The broker called and shouted, “Are you crazy? Don’t eat! Look at your face! At least five pounds fat!” I’m sorry.
I quickly looked around.
“How do you know? I’m sorry.
I laughed at the agent: “You’re going to get a hot look at the first one and you’re going to eat it, don’t you? I’m sorry.
I really don’t know that.
It’s not easy to block work and I’m on vacation.
But who would have thought there were paparazzi in the supermarket?
Or is it because I’m blocked together?
I’m not sure I’m gonna make it.
I’m in the way of cooking every day.
The paparazzi opened a food show account.
I swallowed the cake.
I ate the smell with my roasted chicken legs.
The one who said, “Look forward to a live broadcast, I’ll watch you eat every day!”
I have reason to suspect you’re increasing my workload!
The longest was this lunch, with him, and dragged him into a hot search with me.
I’m looking forward to seeing my boyfriend coming out
Reasonable.
I’m a three-line actress.
The number of hot searches is low.
The first list is never seen before.
It’s a clutter and a lot of things.
“The Gospel! This is CP. I’m on! I’m sorry.
“Three minutes, I want all the details of this man! I’m sorry.
I’m suffocating.
At least it’s a third-line actress. Even the agent would like it.
“When was the love? It’s good to be exposed. Maybe you’re already on fire! I’m sorry.
“I’ve sent you a number of books, either in love or in life, asking you to take your boyfriend with you! I’m sorry.
“Someone’s in love, you’re in love! How rare!
Help, no one ever thought of a problem.
Who’s in love so far?
I don’t even know his name!
3
Relationships continue to ferment, hindering the broker’s demands, and I’m going back to him.
As soon as he got close, he found himself on the phone with impatience.
“What girlfriend? I’m sorry.
“You see? Where did you see it? In your dreams?”
Shit.
The hot search is disturbing his normal life!
He’s angry!
What do we do?
I’ve had such a good meal, and now I’m eating a box.
I couldn’t say anything about three rounds of apology.
He saw me come back, and his eyes stopped on the three bags I bought for seconds.
That’s a little ludicrous.
“You haven’t eaten enough?”
I was scared.
It’s over. I don’t just destroy his single image.
“Well, you said your girlfriend seemed to be me. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and didn’t talk.
“It’s a misunderstanding. I didn’t think there were paparazzi in the sealed supermarket. I’ll make a statement. I’m sorry.
I’d like to smoke myself after that.
It’s my fault. Why are you so morbid?
I turned and was ready to go, and my wrist was held by a big hand, listening to him.
“It’s pretty weird. I’m sorry.
He’s so excited about a hot search, he’s even busy and I’m guessing which one is more CP.
“Do you mind? I’m sorry.
He bends over, holds the shelf in his hand, and the space is shrunk and he’s in deep shit.
“Isn’t that what you want? Why didn’t you want to do it? Girlfriend? I’m sorry.
4
That’s what he thought.
I suddenly lost the strength to explain to him.
What can I say?
Two strangers who met for the first time, caught up with paparazzi CP, so by chance, one of them was a hot-deficit actress.
Who can believe this?
I’m snorting and pushing him away.
In his pocket, he took out a bank card in his hand: “A hundred thousand dollars for this card, as compensation for my consumption of your face.” I’m sorry.
He thinks it’s funny that his finger was squeezing the card.
“My face is worth 100,000? I’m sorry.
Yes, 100,000, and I’ve taken two very vague pictures.
The more I think about it, the more I stretch my hand up his horn and show the Q in it, the tight abs.
Skin’s fine. It’s nice to see.
My fingertips just touched his abs and my hand was caught.
He smiled: “This is an alternative price. I’m sorry.
I started from the heart.
Took his cell phone, prepared for the VX transfer, and suddenly heard a smile on the phone.
Soon it turned into a high-paced laughter.
“Ha ha ha! I can’t believe my brother has a day to be raised. I’m sorry.
“My brother doesn’t admit he has a girlfriend! Don’t guard him! Beat him!
He hung up in the dark.
“How’s the abdominal muscle? Why don’t you let me see yours? I’m sorry.
I covered my clothes with vigilance and backed back.
“You’re a gangster! I’m sorry.
He means the clothes I just lifted.
I said, “I spent money!” I’m sorry.
He laughed, “Come on, my golden lord. I’m sorry.
5
Then I was hung up again.
Not only did the paparazzi stick it up the whole time I touched his abs, he filmed me giving him a card!
We’re just saying.
That’s it now.
If it wasn’t for my own experience, who would have believed us?
Look at the comment area, tears fall.
“I’ll be my husband when I say I’m looking forward to it!” Not just a man’s eye, I have money! Say, “Pack, pack, pack!”
“Ooh, I’m so jealous of my sister! I’m sorry.
One of the comments was well received.
“Is there a possibility that this man is the boss of the company? The more I look, the more I look, the more I look! I’m sorry.
I’m stupid. The broker called the next second to confirm the authenticity of the comments.
We both cried.
I said, “I’m done, I’m messing with the boss and I’m gonna fuck him. I’m sorry.
She cried, “Well, the boss hasn’t sent a clear statement yet, and he’s not going to sneak you, is he? I’m sorry.
I was shocked by her thoughts.
“I’ve been in our company for three years, and you think he’s going to have to do something about it? I’m sorry.
The broker suffocated: “Yeah, he’s cold.” I’m sorry.
I was in my own lounge, in public, and I was just heard by the person who came in.
“I’m cold.” I’m sorry.
I’m shaking my head crazy.
“You want to try?”
I want to cry and hold his hand off his coat.
“You’re not, you’re the strongest, you’re…”
I can’t say it anymore, I can’t feel my face red enough to see him pull up his sleeve.
This guy’s playing me.
“Don’t you think I’m here with you?” I’m sorry.
Six.
“Get up and cook with me. I’m sorry.
As soon as I heard it, I got up and turned into a little tail.
I didn’t even realize how the agent on the other side of the phone felt when he heard something so powerful.
It’s about cooking together, but it’s just that I’m busy looking at Go.
After I cut the celery all over the place with a pole, Gertrude took poor celery from me.
“I should have found out. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“How can a man who can make a tomato fried egg three times, choose a dish? I’m sorry.
That means I’m not fully developed.
I couldn’t wait to get a pack of screwdrivers out of my shopping bag.
“Why should I cook?” I’ve got snail powder, sour powder, belly powder, so much good, I’ve changed it all day long enough to eat. I’m sorry.
“Then don’t eat my food later. I’m sorry.
Don’t eat it!
Threatening who?
I gambled and threw a pack of screwdrivers in the pot.
The smell of a toilet toilet that blew up came out of my mind and me.
There are two old ladies standing not too far in their heads.
“Two young people really play and eat shit. I’m sorry.
It’s broken.
He put down half the fried food and snuck five meters away.
“Once I look forward to it, I’ve eaten too much. I’m sorry.
I had a bowl of screwdrivers and a big mouthful.
Then the tears were burned out.
Gertrude thought I was crying at him and came back to bring me some paper.
“Don’t cry. Don’t cry. You’re not smart anyway. I’m sorry.
I cried harder.
“I’ll cook for you later. Don’t eat this junk food, you won’t be stupid. I’m sorry.
I cried and opened my mouth: “It’s good, it’s too hot.” I’m sorry.
It’s very rare in the tone of the tongue.
“Looking forward! I’m sorry.
And We pushed the bowl to him, with our heart gushing: ‘Taste it, it is delicious. I’m sorry.
He struggled to see the casserole.
It’s early.
It’s too late to collect the body.
And I said to myself, “I’ll take it and you’ll have a taste, but it’s too late to do it again.” I’m sorry.
And he confided in the sights of what I looked forward to, and he finished a bowl, and then struck a happy hiccup.
I said, “What?”
“Not healthy, you eat less. I’m sorry.
7
I hate people I cook when you say you don’t eat and you don’t leave them for me!
It wouldn’t be nice if I didn’t have a sourfish!
I went back to the lounge, and I was starving in my bed, and I couldn’t sleep.
The door suddenly opened a little stitch.
The cold sneaked in and stood by my bed with the scent of food.
His voice was soft: “I made a sourfish. Would you like to eat with me? I’m sorry.
Nope.
Isn’t Gwok schizophrenic?
Why do you owe it so much? It’s so sweet.
Double-faced pie, ignore him!
I’ve been running around, and there’s a sudden rush of enthusiasm.
I’m stupid.
The lull opened up the block and ran to the toilet at a speed of 100 metres.
The relatives are here.
I sat in the toilet and wondered about my life, and there was a rush out there.
“What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.
“Are you okay?”
“Looking forward?”
If I don’t respond again, tomorrow the nation will know that the president of the entertainment industry will break into the ladies’ room at night.
Awkward opening.
“Nothing, uh, that…”
“Can you go get me a bag of aunties?” I’m sorry.
It’s a little awkward, too.
“Oh, well, I’ll go now, you wait. I’m sorry.
After a while, Gertrude called, a little shy.
“What do you want? How long? Forget it, I’ll buy you a pack. I’m sorry.
I stopped him in fear: “No! I’m sorry.
Does he know how much each one buys?
There was a conversation between him and a lady.
“The boy buys your girlfriend an aunt’s towel? Buy these safety pants. Now the girls wear these. I’m sorry.
“Well, that’s it. I’m sorry.
“What brand?”
Both.
He sounds very nervous.
I sat on the toilet and laughed.
How can a man be so funny when he’s gentle and mean, he’s arrogant and he’s shy and he’s still got a mouth?
8
Gertrude pushed the door of the ladies’ toilet and handed me a bag of flowers and green sanitary towels like a hot hand.
There’s a slight pain in the back.
The average girl’s aunt is only sick on the waist, and I’m sore at her every time I come to see her.
The sour swollen swollen up and broke my back.
Back in the lounge, there was a glass of hot red sugar on the table and a warm sourfish.
I’m coming in fast.
A hot, warm water bag stuck in my back.
There was a moment of relief on the waist, and sour swollen senses disappeared.
I’m distracting, laughing and flirting, “Do you know how many girlfriends I’ve talked about?” I’m sorry.
“No talk. I’m sorry.
I don’t believe it. Did you ever talk about the girl’s back pain?
“I asked your agent, she said you had a back injury and asked me to take good care of you. I’m sorry.
All right.
My agent knows.
Looks like my relationship with him is over.
I’m suffocating.
He looked up at me, “Is it still uncomfortable?” I’m sorry.
I shake my head, “A little sleepy. I’m sorry.
Next second, I emptied.
The first idea I had in my neck was that his skin was so tender, I liked it.
It’s gonna be pink, right?
Just for a few seconds, he put me in bed.
It’s a little sad in my heart, but I’m still staring at him.
“Why? Take advantage of me while I’m sick! I’m sorry.
He’s sitting next to my bed with his chair to his head and he’s still blushing and he’s afraid to look at me.
“Didn’t you say you were in bed when you came to your aunt?” I’m sorry.
I’m speechless.
Must have been the bad guy with the agent who said something to him.
“Do I have to thank you? I’m sorry.
He spread out his hand: “You’re welcome, go to sleep. I’m sorry.
I’m angry, I don’t want to talk to him.
When I get down, warm water bags are put back on my waist.
9
It’s morning to wake up.
It’s the first time I’ve been to aunt so easily.
It’s still a glass of red sugar on the table, warm, obviously for some time now.
He’s sitting by the bed playing with his cell phone, and he wakes me up and laughs so badly.
“You’re salivating. I’m sorry.
“How is it possible?” I’m sorry.
The more he smiles, the more he laughs, the more I have to hit him.
Then his legs were soft, and he fell into his arms.
“In the morning? I’m sorry.
Why does he owe you that much?
I put my hand on her waist and twisted it.
He’s “sweety.” Hold my hand.
“Slower, it’s not like I won’t let you touch it. I’m sorry.
His hands are not rough, he’s sweaty and he’s messing with my heart.
“Who’s going to touch you? Don’t talk nonsense!”
And We pushed him away in a state of panic, but he was tightened up.
“I want you to touch it, okay? Don’t move. There’s paparazzi outside your left front window. If you don’t want to be pushed away from me by the news of the famous star who’s waiting for the morning with her boyfriend. I’m sorry.
I’m not moving.
“I really didn’t talk about my girlfriend, and I usually stay more than three metres away from girls.” I’m sorry.
“You’re the first. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry to stare at his waist: “It’s a shame. I’m sorry.
He didn’t say anything, “But what?” I’m sorry.
“The sister only touches the waist of the duck. I’m sorry.
The face is green.
10
Fourteen days of sealed life seems less difficult.
I’m impressed with all the other things, except for the mundane and the bad.
As for hot search.
It’s not gonna shake my mind.
After all, I’m the woman who can keep the boss close to her.
#All on their knees looking forward to a choreography #
Who would have thought that we still haven’t even kissed each other?
But there’s one good thing about the heat. My latest script is soft.
In addition to all the relationships arranged by the broker, a mystery play is being considered.
With a job, I’m so passionate that in the middle of the night cats study scripts in the lounge.
I’m the one who just grabbed the door.
“Do you want to watch a movie with me?”
Gwynn promised as well.
He has come more and more often these days, and even now he has no reason to think.
Sometimes two people watch a movie, analyze people, analyze acting, and that’s when I find out he’s always got real talent.
Excellent vision, blood.
I’m a little scared to watch the suspense show, the big night.
The bloody violence, coupled with the open mutilation, the wandering of criminals on the margins of the law, the high decomposed corpses …
Gwok was a good person in a chair.
Now the whole thing wants to sit on me.
He held his coat in his arms, his right hand in his cuffs and his eyelids on the mobile phone screen without blinking.
I scared him on purpose, threw my hands up at him and screamed in his throat.
He was so scared, he threw his clothes in his arms and was shaking.
I smiled at the twilight: “Oh, Mr. Gordo was afraid of ghosts.” I’m sorry.
He’s not right. I’m just reacting. I’m acting too much.
And look at the blanket, it’s always his tears.
As soon as his heart was soft, his hand touched the blanket, and he couldn’t comfort himself, he was held by a big, cold hand.
When the sky turns around, it hears the cold, the evil, the bitter, the bitter, the tenderness of the sky: I’m sorry.
Eleven.
In the middle of the night, I noticed a man in my bed.
I woke up in a moment, thinking who I am, where I am, what I’m going to do.
The cold sweat in my back.
The man goes to bed carefully, I laugh inside, I remember the fights he learned, and then kicks the sensitive parts of a man in the moment he gets to bed!
I’ll be right back.
I am aware of the power gap between men and women, and I want to get out of bed and be forced to stop by familiar voices.
“Aah!”
What’s that sound like?
I was busy turning on the lights.
Gertrude’s been bowing to shrimp in my bed.
I looked at myself in my heart, and I stood by the bed in a way, like a schoolboy who made a mistake.
“I’m sorry, but who sent you to my room all night?” I’m sorry.
“I’m leaving!” Let’s go! We saw the movie last night and you forgot? I didn’t do it for your sake! I’m sorry.
I got a flat face.
Lost memory return cage, suddenly discovered that he was right.
Then Gwyn fell down, and I said, “Don’t eat powder, it’s easy to dementia, you don’t believe.” I’m sorry.
I don’t believe it. What’s with the screwdriver?
I lifted him up, and I looked serious: “Why do I feel like you’re in bed? I’m sorry.
Chill, you can’t talk.
I’ve got a glimpse of the suspense that’s still playing on my phone.
He doesn’t want to go. He wants to come back.
Gwynn, 185-type man, boss, afraid of ghosts?
I’d like to laugh at him, and I feel sorry for him.
“I can’t move. Can I sleep here? I’m sorry.
I was staring at his brow for a moment.
It does not seem to be moving.
“Then you sleep here. I’m sorry.
“I’m going to sleep in your room.” I’m sorry.
Worded he had a hard face.
“But I really hurt, what if something happens in the middle of the night?” When you come to see me in the morning, I’m not gonna stink, am I? I’m sorry.
I’m silent.
Do you know what Gertrude is doing?
I lift up my cell phone: “Yes, I’ll let you stay and sleep.” I’m sorry.
He’s stupid.
After all, out of this door, I’m the boss of my life.
I can’t have anything on him, can I?
Cold’s hair is scattered, the collar is open, and large, light and fine skin is exposed.
I play with the atmosphere.
“You say, sister, point me. I’m sorry.
“You can stay if you say so.” I’m sorry.
And those whose eyes were wet, there was some grief.
And suddenly he smiled, and his voice dragged long: “O sister, do me.” I’m sorry.
12
After that night, it was unsealed, and I started to record all sorts of art, and I was so busy, I almost forgot who Grove was.
I have been given the task of today after I have taken the initiative of three so-called so-called male guests.
“Go to the lake to find the love of your life. I’m sorry.
It’s a live form, and I’ve got my phone and I’ve got comments, and it’s almost all about the group.
“We’re looking forward to seeing my brother-in-law in love! Who wants to see those Pushin men? I’m sorry.
“When will Gorjun come?” He’s my only brother-in-law! I’m sorry.
“I don’t care. I don’t care. True couple is the best! I’m sorry.
I’m suffocating.
How can you come to this Lush?
There’s a cafe by the lake.
I just sat down and an Italian boy came to ask if I could sit next to me.
I mean, “I’m waiting for someone.” I’m sorry.
He smiled: “Can I sit here for a while before he comes and let such a beautiful woman wait? I’m sorry.
What is this?
A blind date? Two?
I’m beginning to suspect that this is the guy from the program.
Just called in and said that a powerful big hand grabbed his arm.
“Sorry, this is my position. I’m sorry.
It’s Grove.
“I’ve kept you waiting. I’m sorry.
Somehow that made me cry.
Maybe it’s because I really expect him from me.
I really thought he’d be here before I went out with those three guys.
But he arrived in a hurry after my expectations completely disappeared.
One word is the secret part of my mind.
The live room just blew up.
“Ah, aah, aah! I’m high! I’m sorry.
“Who would have seen the part of Gordo when he was doing business before he got off the plane? I’m sorry.
“I thought they were hot, after all, who would let a real couple date someone else? I’m sorry.
“What’s with the vibes of understanding?” They’ve been in love for a long time. I’m sorry.
13
Cold’s coming to relax me.
After a cup of coffee, he took my hand, “What do you want to do?” I’m sorry.
“Let’s go ride. There’s a horse ride next month. It’s been a long time. I’m sorry.
The programme is filmed in the mountains, far from the cities, and green water in the mountains, and does not specify what the guests must do.
The rhythm is very easy and slow.
No wonder many viewers say cure.
The farm is not far from home. It’s 20 minutes on foot.
Unfortunately, many horses are old because of the age and scarcity of customers.
I saw that pony in the corner, blinded by ashes, in the long eyelashes, who seemed innocent.
It’s standing in the corner quietly, unsuspected, skinny.
The breeder explained: “This horse is unique, blind, unfit to ride, but it’s not needed. Our boss sees it, and he feeds in the factory. I’m sorry.
I nod my head and choose a hairy, very gentle horse.
When Master opened the door, the pony came out of nowhere and came straight to me.
The masters were whipping, and he kept his head in my hand.
It’s not soft, it’s not good.
But it reminds me of the horse I was riding when I was doing the fairy.
I was also a little translucent, so I fell on its back every day to learn how to ride a horse.
He’s very proud of me.
I haven’t touched my head for half a year.
But the horse is so big that it’s muscular, it’s so thin that there’s only bones left.
He said, “Take it home.” I’m sorry.
Nor did the horseowner think there would be such a grave grievance that he would buy a disabled horse home and offer his contract with joy.
“I can’t afford it.” I’m sorry.
Horses are expensive, horses are different from cats and dogs, and the field must be large, otherwise they will die.
“I look poor.” I’m sorry.
“A stable still exists. I’m sorry.
After that he signed the contract.
Paying for a normal horse and buying a disabled pony.
14
When I came, Chill held me.
When I left, I took the horse.
Back to the love house, everyone was trapped.
“You asked me to buy a pet.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah, pet horse. I’m sorry.
Good thing it’s big enough to have a horse in the backyard.
After the meal, the Grimma went to his nest.
The comment area is laughing crazy.
“I don’t know if Mr. Garrett loves hope or horses. I’m sorry.
“You say love the horse, he buys it because she likes it. You say love the horse, he goes to the horse! He never let her wash dishes before she showed up! I’m sorry.
Unfortunately, the ponies did not appreciate it, and he entered the house from the back door, standing by me.
It can’t see, so it doesn’t want to leave me for a minute because it’s sensitive to familiar personality.
Cold air blew up.
And as soon as the carpenter’s gloves were removed from my arms, they were in my arms: “I hope it is too much, let’s send it back.” I’m sorry.
When the ponies don’t want to hear it, they turn their hairy heads on their ass.
One arch three meters away.
What does that mean?
It’s the cold.
He thought he bought a pet to cheer his wife up.
I didn’t know this pet was too spoiled. He couldn’t get to his wife!
Grill’s angry.
I’m not happy.
Sorceress pulled me out.
Before you leave, you’ll have to lock the door.
I couldn’t help but see you for the first time.
Why are you so childish now?
And horses can be jealous!
Gershon pulled me down the street and met two other groups of guests.
He said he had an appointment to go to the secret room and was about to come with us.
I almost laughed.
Whose idea was this?
It’s not a program, is it?
Last time I saw a skeptical play, Gertrude was afraid of one night and he agreed to go to the secret room.
I’m sorry.
“All of them?”
Number two nod: “Yes, the mission under the program, the worst! I’m sorry.
Since it is a mission, there is no room for rejection.
I dragged Gorjun into the secret room.
“You can’t come in. I’m a group. I’m sorry.
“Who do you look down on?” I’m not scared of pediatrics! I’m sorry.
I glanced at him so nervous that he kept going down his throat.
Yes, yes, you’re not afraid.
Who do you despise?
I don’t say.
15
At the moment when the door of the chamber was slowly closing, I clearly felt my hand was holding tight.
There’s a long, dark tunnel ahead.
I’m walking forward with Cold’s hand.
The water drops on the top of the head, depending on the light of the weak camera, and it is rare to see red.
Add to that the climate of horror music, the people who were just trying to make it happen jumped and screamed directly into my ear.
My ears go on and I finally go to a huge room.
It is accompanied by the sound of thin water, the wetness of the land and the snorting gas.
I’m holding back and I’m turning back on a wrinkled old face.
I got scared, I punched.
NPC screamed, “NPC punched 500.” I’m sorry.
I’m numb.
The Grunch has been stupid, and the NPC fell and he even lifted his leg.
Hold by my eyeballs fast.
I’m kidding. It’s not $500 on his leg.
You’ll get killed!
I quickly found a key mission prop from the old man’s face, then opened a door in the middle of the central Elm tree and successfully entered the second secret room.
The girl with the cape came up with a long nail on us.
I’m standing right in front of Go.
Actually, I’m afraid that the NPC will dry off.
It was hard to find clues and the authorities were hidden in the cellar of the village director.
I’ve just been on the ground and I’ve got one foot right next to me.
I grabbed that foot and I wanted to tell him to be careful and not to step on me.
And the next second I heard NPC screaming in the air.
I swear, I’ve never seen a man so high.
Gwyn was hit by the NPC, and the fear that I could barely endure broke out and I ran.
It was not until he reached a long passage that he stopped in panting.
I was going to laugh at the thought that he had been so excited today that I couldn’t hold him.
There’s still a slight fall on the back of the palm.
“Well, there’s no one here, don’t be afraid. I’m sorry.
Gertrude’s been taken by my sudden concern, hugging my waist and stabbing my chin on my shoulder.
“I wanted to overcome it, but I was unconsciously afraid. I’m sorry.
The cold at this time is like a wet puppy, and it fills me with affection.
So We lifted up his chin and stamped my lips.
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“Help! What is this? I’m in love! I’m sorry.
“The rest of the group are crying and being tortured by the NPC. Why are you two still kissing? I’m sorry.
“Suddenly it turns out that Goh-hoon is only by his side, that he can be gentle enough to be strong, not afraid of ghosts, who aren’t unmanlike, but honest with themselves. I’m sorry.
“They are meant to love each other.” I’m sorry.
Suddenly someone broke in.
My index finger against the lips of the cold, pushing him away.
The two men who entered were nervously observing everything around them.
I was waiting for them to approach me, jump over and make a sound of intimidation.
The two men fell in fear and the boys climbed back, not forgetting to block the guest.
I suddenly understood why the group wanted us to play the secret room.
It’s to help girls make sure they’re not reliable?
The simplest way.
After a moment of appeasement, the climate of terror has been accepted well.
All I need is my hand.
Well, it doesn’t matter that I can find evidence with one hand.
After the 2nd male guest kicked four NPCs, his female guest finally couldn’t see it, came and cleared the secret room with me.
Out of the secret room, I paid the merchant $500.
Two of the worst, full two thousand.
Oh, by the way, I was scared and crawled on second.
I don’t even know if it’s good to pity the girls in the second group, but it’s better to pity him.
They were reportedly held in the store as helpers for lack of funds.
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It’s not sweet enough to walk all the way home, open the door and get the pony.
He came over with a lot of frustration: “I’ll throw you out after the show! Let you take your wife and me!”
After he’s holding up, I’m holding up.
“Who is your wife?” I’m sorry.
Who dares to believe that?
How many times have you kissed me? I can’t believe you haven’t confessed!
Bastard!
“Let’s take it slow and be my girlfriend.” I’m sorry.
“I wanted to make a formal confession after the show, but you’re too good. I can’t wait. I’m sorry.
My eyes were full of laughs, and I put gloves into that ring without any hesitation.
The pony stomped on my hand, and then took the momentum three metres away.
Nor was he angry, and put the ring that belonged to him into his finger, and came into the kitchen as well.
I was on the couch brushing my phone.
The comment section was shocked.
“So it’s been so long that they haven’t officially dated? I’m sorry.
“I can see that Gwok Chiu is anxious to see my sister, and that’s why I’m not angry with her. I’m sorry.
“The two of you, who likes to confess, accept and wear the ring, and don’t hesitate to squeeze each other, I love this feeling! I’m sorry.
“Do you still have a brother? I can!”
“There were others who had hoped that she would be raised! I hope you’re the strong one now! I’m sorry.
I dropped my phone and walked into the kitchen and held him behind my back.
“I knew we’d be together the first time I saw you. I’m sorry.
It was no surprise to Goth, “You had a plan. I’m sorry.
Well, who can reject a boss with a cook’s dream?
Besides, he only cooks for me.
(concluded)
Case number: YXX16yABK82tEpPO3MurpnK
I’m in love with a little girl.
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
Thank you. Wait.
x
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
