Chapter 867: Does Zhaoyang like Xiaosi?

When Zhaoyang said it, he paused for a moment and raised his eyes. If he was deeply stared at the money, he looked up and down.
The kind of inquiry eyes make the money blossoming feel uncomfortable.
It is like being picked up in the vegetable market.
"Oh, if you have something to say, you are so familiar. You know a few Mao Ben girls. Why are you still dressed as pure and shy, like an old wife who can’t get married?"
Qian Duodu was looked at by Zhaoyang’s strange eyes for a while, and he was impatient.
There is no ivory in the dog's mouth, and the money is blossoming!
A girl's family, the mouth is closed, the hair is hairy, how could God make her long tongue?
Zhaoyang poked the villain in his heart, secretly cursing a few words, but did not dare to say it.
She will not hit the stone with an egg and do nothing to find abuse.
"I want to say that my brother is resting, but he slept very unsteadily. Even in his sleep, he is calling your name!"
When Zhaoyang’s voice fell, the money blossomed and jumped two meters away.
Like a muddy, I want to start slipping as soon as I turn around.
Zhaoyang grabbed her collar from behind and sneaked her back. I asked the question: "The money is blossoming, what are you running?"
Qian Duodu turned his head, his sad eyes were tearful, and his feet were rubbing back and forth on the ground, and he wished to dig a big hole.
"Four Little misses so I was not thinking to beat me ah ~ after all my victims he was injured - but Zhaoyang, and you will go to a small four, said he is now very weak, I am now more weak, he could not Hey me, otherwise a broken me, how to save a broken him?"
The classic that Ziwei once said to Erkang, let her fall off the goose bumps.
Now think about it, it is really a life-saving medicine.
Zhaoyang’s mind is faint, and what is messy is simply irrelevant.
Stretched a hand and slap on the head of the money blossoming, and even shot several times.
"Money blossoming, you can't use your brain, you don't care about your brother's life, you must protect your safety. You can't bear to see if you are hurt, how can he think about you? In the world, the most painful of you, except my brother, I think it is him."
Qian Duodu touched the small chin and thought about it for a while: "Also, your analysis is very reasonable!"
Zhaoyang turned a blind eye and talked to the people who did not adjust to the money. It was really hard.
Qian Duoduo squinted her head and looked at the strange appearance of Zhaoyang. She went to her side with her eight-poor, poked her wrist, and smiled and asked: "Zhaoyang, you will have a sip." Brother, talk to him everywhere, think about him everywhere, and personally dress up the wound for him, and let him sleep~~ Hey, do you like him?"
Zhaoyang made a big jump and almost got up.
Retorted: "Where do I? I - I -"
The previous sentence was still screaming, and the words that were so suffocating, to the latter sentence, were obviously deflated and smashed.
The whole person is like a small apple, and he is blushing.
That way, there is no overbearing possession of the former Long Muzhen, and stalking.
Instead, there is a little shyness, confusion and pride in the little daughter's family.
It’s like being really immersed in a woman in love, the soul is not at home, but it’s a shame.
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