Chapter 865: I hate taking pictures most! ~

crossroads.
As Zhongsen Qingzi’s voice sounded, Koizumi’s son stunned and stopped. As for the women’s fast fight next to Koizumi’s red body, the movement was a stiff, and immediately reached out and grabbed his face, his head slowly moving towards the green. The position turned over and it was suddenly overwhelming -
What the hell! How can I meet young people?
Qingzi, you don’t sleep at home in the evening, run around outside!
In other words, you are wearing a skirt now, if it is discovered by the young people...
Mommy! Is the image of the cockroach collapsed? !
Quick Fight is still thinking, Zhongsen Qingzi has walked quickly to the crossroads here, Koizumi Hiroshi turned his head and glanced at the fast fight, responding to the youthful road: "...Zhongsen classmates, I really didn't expect it, so late. I can meet you outside..."
"I just came out to dump the garbage!~" Zhongsen Qingzi smiled slightly, then continued to ask, "...Koizumi classmate, are you going out to play with friends?"
"Hey..." Koizumi Hiroshi didn't know how to answer this question. Zhongsen Qingzi had already seen the fast fight behind the Koizumi Reds. When he saw the action of squinting his hands, he couldn't help but laugh:
"...Koizumi classmate, your friend, it seems to be very shy... um... um? um?!"
Zhongsen Qingzi spoke and looked at the fast fight carefully, especially those who were quick-spoken on the head, and the more they saw it, the more familiar they were, and suddenly they looked suspicious.
Quick Fight has noticed the change of Qingzi's tone, and there is a very ominous feeling in his heart.
In other words, how did the youth suddenly stop talking? It feels like...should she not find out?
However, now that I am hiding behind my face, how can she find me?
Um... this must be an illusion! It must be an illusion!
Quickly thinking about this, he raised his head slightly, and his eyes looked at Qingzi through the gap between his fingers. He saw that Qingzi was watching him carefully, and then the eyes of the two men suddenly turned up.
Two people have not been in contact for half a second, and they are not good at fighting. They quickly bowed their heads.
As for Qingzi, she looked at this familiar gaze, and her mind flashed. "Ah" opened his mouth and pointed at the fast-tracking:
"...fast, fast, fast... fast!? Are you fighting fast?! Wait, how do you guys wear skirts?!"
Mommy! How was it recognized?
Yan Mingming slammed his face all over. Why did Qingzi recognize it?
Are you open the plug? !
The fast fight continued to squint, changed the voice with the voice change, and made the final resistance: "...this classmate, what do you say fast, I have never heard of this name..."
The words of the fast fight have not been finished. Suddenly I felt that my hands were caught by both hands, and then I opened them, revealing his handsome face, and then the face of Qingzi directly came to his front:
"...you still have a sophistry? Even if you become gray, I know you! But why do you want to wear a skirt! Hahaha... laugh at me..."
Qingzi looked at the women's fast fight, could not help but laughed and laughed, the mouth of the fast-moving mouth could not help but twitched twice, silently watching the sky -
Finished! The brilliant image of 咱 is so finished!
However, you can laugh at the green line!
The fast fight has become a melancholy little prince. Qingzi is laughing and looking at him in the fast fight: "...wow! I didn't expect you to wear a skirt so cute! Right, you wear a skirt at night. What did you do with Koizumi?"
"Oh... this..." The fast fight stuttered, I don't know how to answer, and Qingzi reached out and grabbed the fast arm and continued to laugh:
"...no! It won't work! You look so funny! Go fast, go with me to my house..."
The fast fight was dragged forward by Qingzi, and he struggled fiercely: "... Wait, what am I going to do now at your home?"
"...you look so cute, let my mother look at it too..." Qingzi continued to smile. "... Right, there is a video camera in my house. I will take a picture of what you are now. Souvenir……"
Qingzi’s words fell, and the quick fight suddenly became a black line.
Mommy! Take a video to stay commemorative? A commemoration of leaving a hair! I hate taking pictures most!
Also, when did you, like a certain pit, become a hobby? It’s very low-level to shoot other people’s movies.
You ask yourself, when you do this kind of thing that builds your happiness on the pain of others, will the conscience not hurt? !
In the heart of the fast fight, he spoke two words, and looked at the "full of enthusiasm" of the young son, a burst of hair on his body, quickly broke away from the green, and then ran away:
"...hahaha... I am a little ahead of time..."
"Ah? You don't want to run fast!" Qingzi looked at the fast-dressing skirt and ran all the way, angrily swaying, and shouted. "... I will tell you, you can't escape! I will go to you tomorrow. When you are looking for you, you must wear a skirt to show me!"
After Qingzi’s death, she turned to look at the indifferent red child. After a moment of sighing, she quickly apologized:
Hey... Happiness classmates, if you don’t mind, go to my house and sit for a while...

"... No, I have to go home."
In other words, you know that I am here!
When you both flirted with each other, have you considered my feelings?
Koizumi Hiroshi walked away quickly, and Qingzi blinked strangely: "... Yes, I haven't told me before the fast fight, why should he wear women's clothes and be with the reds..."
"...forget it, wait until tomorrow to go to the fast fight home and ask again!~"
......
France, three o'clock in the afternoon.
In the secret strongholds of Lubang and others, Feng Buzi looked at the "Eggs of Memories" and the information of the Suzuki Art Exhibition, which had just arrived, with an excited smile on his face:
"...Wow! Has anyone been willing to buy the 'memory of the egg' with 800 million yen? This is really worth the price..."
"No, no, no!" Lubang's legs were on the table, leaning against the sofa, and said with a smile, "...the ‘memory of the egg’ I have booked!

"Oh...small gas!~" The peak of the son did not carelessly took a look at Lubang III, and then continued to look at the content of the information, said with a smile, "...say, Suzuki's art exhibition in addition to 'memories The egg's, there are many other good things! Like Zhang Daqian's paintings, Picasso's lithographs... ah? Is this Xiaobulu's cursed mask? Someone actually put two hundred masks together?

Peak No. 2 said the name of a string of treasures, and then looked at Lubang III: "... Lubang, anyway, we all want to steal things, or do we simply play big?"
"Well? You mean..." Lubang III stunned, and the peaks and sons smiled slightly:
"...end this art exhibition...how?"
"Oh... hahaha..." Lubang III sneered a little bit screamingly. "...you are too big to play?"
The second generation Dasuke pressed the hat: "...the second son, this time we are going to Japan, and the target is the treasure of the Suzuki family. It is possible to meet the sorcerer, and it is not appropriate to have extravagant branches..."
"...well, well, well, Lubang..." Feng did not pretend that he did not hear the words of Da Yuan, and put Lubang’s head on his chest, giving Lubang III a welfare, and watching the next generation of Daisuke , Ishikawa five-right guard door corner twitching non-stop
Mommy! Let's seduce again? According to past experience, Lubang has a mental retardation of eighty-nine...
"Ha ha ha! Then we will take the art exhibition!" Lubang was "convinced" at once, his eyes were heart-shaped, his face was on the chest of his son...
The second-generation Dasuke and Wuyouweimen looked at the ceiling silently.
Nima! I know that it will be like this!