Chapter 2140: 5.586 ball ball shape (monthly ticket plus 22)

Chapter 2140 5.586 Ball Transformation (Monthly Ticket + 22)
It is familiar with medical science and focused on studying the context of the human body, but the girl Qiao didn't feel anything, but frowned in disgust, and waved the skull to scum.
Stealing chicken is not enough to eclipse rice. I wanted to grow myself, but how to become a ration of small tree fragments.
Huh!
I don't know what to say about this Mrs. Zhang.
Naocheng was so relieved that the second son was gone and the daughter ran away. Later, the husband married another daughter-in-law, and the late mother came in, and Zhang Wuxiang would not have such a good life.
But none of this has anything to do with Arbor.
She was pacing slowly in the center of the branch of the tree species now, a bit like a walk in a quiet court, without worrying about the seed of the small tree, which would her into debris.
Raised my hand and touched the vine next to it, familiar feeling, very familiar.
It's no wonder that when the child was taken out by Mrs. Zhang, her breath was so strong that it made her heart startle.
It turned out that it was her ball here!
"Sister!" Suddenly, a small voice came out.
It is familiar with medical science and focused on studying the context of the human body, but the girl Qiao didn't feel anything, but frowned in disgust, and waved the skull to scum.
This Mrs. Zhang really did not steal the chicken and eclipse the rice. She wanted to grow herself, but she turned into a tree ration.
Huh!
I don't know what to say about this Mrs. Zhang.
Naocheng was so relieved that the second son was gone and the daughter ran away. Later, the husband married another daughter-in-law, and the late mother came in, and Zhang Wuxiang would not have such a good life.
However, none of this has anything to do with trees.
She was pacing slowly in the center of the branch of the tree species now, a bit like a walk in a quiet court, without worrying about the seed of the small tree, which would her into debris.
Raised my hand and touched the vine next to it, familiar feeling, very familiar.
It's no wonder that when the child was taken out by Mrs. Zhang, her breath was so strong that it made her heart startle.
It turned out that it was her ball here!
"Sister Sister!" Suddenly, a small voice emerged from the side, thin and weak, which sounded a little ethereal.
Qiaomu turned abruptly, his gaze chased after the source of the sound.
But I saw a little boy, about four or five years old, with red lips and white teeth. He was squatting in the bushes and squinting at her with a pair of pitiful water eyes.
Qiaomu's heart moved slightly, and he stepped forward towards him.
He stopped ten steps away from him, extended his hands and raised his arms at him, "Come."
The little boy didn't move, just kept looking at her with that expectant and innocent look, "Come here, sister."
A green vine was dug out of arbor's sleeve, and banged around the boy's waist, and yanked.
But when the boy exclaimed, people ran into her arms like a cannonball.
"Wow!" The boy fell into her arms with a bang and was about to struggle twice.
But he found that all his limbs were entangled in vines. He was like a small silkworm puppet, wrapped in wooden vines and unable to exert force at all.
"Would you like to play with your sister and me?" Qiao Mu stretched his head and gave him a soft flick. "Do you think it's possible to play with me?"
"Woo." The little boy held him pitifully, holding out two fat, radish-white hands, covering his forehead.
(End of this chapter)