Chapter 1227: The first 1,237

Chapter 1227: One Thousand Twenty-Seven
When the little little devil is a little bit obedient, he leans to his own small face: "It's not very worrying, anyway, the people you always hit are called dad, it's just a matter of time."
"Um." Mo Bei stood upright, with clear lines on his side.
Xiaomi held her leg and raised her head, and said seriously: "Sister Bei, rest assured, An An and I are both RMB players, and some of them are small money to help you!"
"Who told you, I am a Renminbi player?" There is a rule for Bo Xiaomon to play the game, he never charges money, but this time for Sister Bey, he can make some changes.
Xiao Nai Lin snorted: "Nan An, how do you usually play games?"
"Play with your hands," Bo Little Devil replied.
Xiaomi Lin seriously said: "This will not work. I ca n’t beat their adults. In fact, the biggest fun of the game is to charge money. I charge money and I am happy. After all, I used my brother's card. Well, your number is too low. If we fight together, you will be easily killed. After I buy you a good weapon, I will go to the support booth and buy the biggest one! "
Thin little devil: "I'm buying some stickers, I'll put them on my face."
Xiaomi Pro: "Yes, I need a support stick, and a poster."
Bo Xiaowei: "This kind of thing just needs to be done by people standing on the elevator side."
The two little ones did not allow Mo Bei the opportunity to stop them.
Just thinking about it, the Qin family are all tracking experts, and now actually holding countless illuminated head cards to shuttle the streets.
It is best not to meet acquaintances or anything else, otherwise the majesty will no longer be true.
In the hotel.
Mo Bei lives in a standard room, just another bed, big enough for two little people to sleep together.
Unfortunately, they didn't mean to sleep at all.
The little devil does the overall planning.
Little Tits Pro plans.
They all lie there, decently discussing to make up the aura tomorrow.
Of course, Xiaomi Lin said ten words, and the little devil said at most.
Mo Bei is still training and has resumed many games in the past ten months.
Occasionally I stop to take a sip of water, and I can see the very small two on the bed at a glance.
In such an environment, doing things will be more efficient.
Review for three consecutive hours.
Mo Bei wasn't just watching, he was still remembering.
Because everyone's characteristics and playing style on the field often determine his thinking to a certain extent.
Until she saw a female assassin, she dragged the mouse back for more than ten seconds.
Very familiar, no matter what direction, play and thinking, very familiar.
Mo Bei glanced at the barrage.
"My grandpa is handsome."
"Yueta kills, it's too hard!"
"Master Wan has always been new, otherwise how to be a team leader."
"However, her teammates are too average, but it is also a good thing. I heard that Wanye recently went to Quancheng and plans to participate in the trials as a single player."
"Really? Ah, ah, I hope that the dream that the stars and the moon finally hoped for will come true. Do you remember the picture that was accidentally taken by a sister last time? No, Wanye and God K talked and laughed together. Drink coffee, two people should not be too much match, if you can participate as a single player, does it mean that Wan Ye can be a team with K God! "
"Hei Yan Fan strongly welcomes Wan Ye to join, so that some people are always demon."
"That is, someone who can't mention the name, I really hope to stay away from our dark flames. Every day I blow myself as a game genius. The heir of the Imperial League, in my opinion, I haven't been handsome by Wan Ye, but it came out Earlier, let me say that the golden age of a professional player is over, Wan Ye is only 17 years old, and hits her in minutes. "
Mo Bei didn't stay on that page more than what the barrage said. The other party's handling methods were the reason for her to stay.
However, it only stayed for four seconds.
Four seconds later, she started reviewing and recording.
The thin little devil looked up and saw this scene.
Those people always thought they knew what bey looked like.
No, they don't understand.
Whether you do n’t like it or those you like.
They don't even know why his mummy was on time during the Asian race.
It was because of the bey they didn't recognize, and when he was very young, he gave his mummy the only ticket.
He had heard too much about the past, especially Sister Bey.
Does anyone know that the little genius in the mouth of the youth in the academy will summarize the reasons for failure after each battle with her master.
Who would know that she was not a complete halo and flowers from the beginning. While those people called her genius, she would say in the back that she would only stagnate people.
Why did his dad eating soft rice dissolve Imperial League?
He was not born at that time and didn't know.
However, I can guess now that it is because of the fan management and the concept of playing against him.
Let his junk father watch the important people in order to survive and cater to the fans, it would be better to dissolve, anyway, to win the championship.
If you continue, it will affect your future life.
The little devil is not very concerned about these things. He can see the previous fans by turning a wall. How did Uncle Lin Feng retire and the Golden Triangle in southern Hunan.
But it is often funny that the fans who used to keep asking why they should dissolve and why?
The thin little devil lowered his head and looked at his wrist, as if he could bring out the black mist.
"Don't sleep?" When he realized that the child's mood wasn't right, Mo Bei came over, rubbed his head with one hand, and motioned him to look next to him: "Little milk is all sleeping."
The little devil tilted his head and looked at his arm that was being held, without speaking.
The man's mouth was still saying, "Ann, we have to cheer tomorrow."
The thin little devil pulled his arm, unable to pull it out, his eyebrows twisted and twisted. Then look at Mo Bei: "Sister bey."
That means to take this person away.
After looking at Mo Bei, he said, "Yes."
"What's good?" The little devil began to have a bad hunch.
Mobei stood upright: "Anyone of the same age can play with An An."
The little devil gave a sudden meal, and this was indeed the first of his age to play with him.
Mo Bei didn't say much, reached out and pressed the headlight, leaving only a small bedside lamp, and then covered the thin quilt on the two little ones.
Bo Xiaomon always obedient to his bey sister.
He didn't keep his buddies down.
A child with a high IQ will look like a little angel after falling asleep.
In particular, the thin little devil was affected by the etiquette. Both his small hands were placed on his chest, and his sleeping position carried aristocratic fan children, which was completely different from the small who were huddling beside him.
After looking at Mo Bei, he remembered something and opened the door to the end of the corridor.
Sure enough, a Qin family was standing there, and the headlights at his feet were very different from his looks ...
(End of this chapter)