Chapter 3127: 4.727 Female donor, you are short again

Chapter 3127 4.727 Female Donor You Are Short
They fell down and fell asleep, and no one paid any attention to the trees and Molian.
Qiaomu entered the Taoyuan Star for a long time and drew several furnaces of Huilingdan. The time should be almost the same, and he took a short rest.
When he came out, the genius outside was bright.
Prince Mo, sitting on a wooden board and meditating, felt her breath move slowly and opened her eyes.
Seeing a little chubby pendant hanging on her, she couldn't help but feel speechless.
The pendant was the little monk who was holding on to Master Qiao Qiao's hands. The little boy slept with his eyes twitching, and his little mouth was half-stretched, as if dreaming.
"How did you bring him out?" Murray quickly reached out to take over the young monk who hung her.
The little boy frowned a little in his sleep, smashed his mouth, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with a hard stretch from a soft cushion!
Master Qiaoqiao looked at the little guy helplessly.
Since she entered Taoyuan Xing, this young monk has followed a hot potato that she can't shake off, and has been following her all the time, plus all kinds of thoughts.
Qiao Mu was really helpless, so he simply took him out.
Now the little monk was sleeping very sweetly.
Qiao Mu stepped forward and touched his slick head, his head flashed, "Otherwise, let's make the monk vulgar!"
"You see, when he was a monk, he mourned all day long, maybe he won't mourn so much after returning to vulgarity."
Mo Lian wanted to roll her eyes, but he held back, "He is not a young monk who loves chanting, but he loves chanting, so it is useless, be a beggar or an emperor. I am afraid it cannot be changed. "
arbor:……
Well, she has to admit that Murray makes some sense.
Seeing the old at the age of three, should n’t the young monk grow older and become more enamored?
As soon as he thought that he might be in the age of Hua Jia, and had to listen to the old monk mourning, Qiao Mu felt that the whole person was a little bad!
When the sky was clear, Merlin brought the cooked porridge into the wooden shed, and saw the little monk who was sleeping soundly in a cotton pad wrapped on a wooden bed, and grunted from the wooden bed ...
Molian couldn't help but drew a corner of her mouth, and when she was about to step forward to pick him up, she saw the little monk lying on the ground and sitting up.
A pair of bewildered eyes narrowed him at the focal length first, then narrowed his mouth, and narrowed open, "The female donor is running again!"
When Qiao Mu came in holding a clean little suit, he happened to hear the words of the young monk chanting, and he couldn't help rolling his eyes. "What's the name, here it is."
The little monk stood up from the ground by himself, took a short leg and ran to Qiao Mu, hugged her body, and cried aggrievedly, "Women, how short are you!"
Merlin: ...
"You're short!"
Early in the morning I heard Jojo's full roar, and the little fat man washing outside almost swallowed a mouthwash.
"Oh, oh, brother, wasn't I dazzled last night. I seemed to see the eighteen girl half pulled, and opened her teeth in front of me!" The fat man wiped his face and couldn't help but approach Lu Yu narrowed his eyes at him.
Brother Lu Yu glanced blankly at him, "You're dazzled."
"I knew it was my dazzle!" The little fat man grinned.
(End of this chapter)