Chapter 1239: The first 1249 started beating

Chapter 1239: Beginning to Slap
Originally with cold eyes, Mo Nan paused after seeing this scene, then leaned over his face, raised his fist, coughed softly, and was stunned, trying to laugh.
Mo Bei was not shocked, after all, he probably experienced it last night.
The Qin family has been giving Mo Bei a look.
However, Master He did not give them the opportunity to "sell for help": "slogan."
"And the slogan?" Mo Nan was interested.
The Qin family gritted their teeth and started shouting, "Bey God! I love you!"
"Beyond the heart." Bo Xiaomon said again.
As soon as the Qin family closed their eyes, two of them raised their hands, raised their heads, and then leaned back again to form a heart shape.
Can this day disappear from memory!
Little Master, this is completely in revenge for their last revenge for President Qin!
Mo Bei saw that they had no love for life and was about to speak.
"Hahaha, I really want to laugh at me. Are these two kids pulling a group of relatives at home to be actors?"
A few girls laughed into a ball, and the surroundings followed.
"It's a bit shabby."
"There are a lot of things to support, Wan Ye doesn't have all of them."
"Yuan Ye doesn't need these, it's really funny enough for two children to support the scene, and even the money to buy powder is gone?"
"Don't say that. People represent Dimeng. Isn't there any Dimeng powder? Two children, no, I will laugh for a while."
Xiaomi was holding the light stick, her eyes were just bright, and at this time was covered with a layer of gray.
He came to this kind of place less often, and had read some remarks before, knowing that there was no reason at all here, but he did not expect that their arrival would make Bei sister laugh.
He was always afraid that he could not keep up, he drew the picture by himself, and has been urging the store to do it now. Now ...
"This scarf is very cute." Mo Bei squatted down and dragged the little around her waist: "Can you give it to me? I can wear it to avoid wrist pain."
Xiao Ni Lin's eyes lit up again, and she immediately untied the scarf.
"Help me put it on?" Mo Bei raised an eyebrow.
Xiaomili smiled and was very happy.
But the little devil is different. After all, the Bo family tradition is good at revenge.
In particular, he knows how carefully a guy can do these things.
"What happened to the two children?" Bo Xiaoyue's voice slowly interrupted the girl's smile.
The girl lowered her eyes and looked at him: "Not very much, it's just that some people like to swell their faces and fill them with fat, which makes people look shabby and ridiculous."
Speaking, she smiled at the crowd: "Now even 5-year-olds can see that we bey gods to manipulate cows and make her die-hard fans. I have to say that it is really outrageous. Everyone thinks that 5-year-olds You can understand what operation is cattle, and what operation is paddling? Obviously I do n’t understand, and I do n’t know where we bey God got two young actors. The acting is pretty good, but it ’s a pity for bey. Vulnerable. "
"We are still there, and claiming to be Dimeng is really speechless."
"This little brother, my sister still advises you to buy candy and hurry home to find my mother." The girl lowered her eyes: "Don't make jokes with your bey sister here, look at Grandpa Wan, look at you , What configuration is clear at a glance. "
In the face of this sentence, the thin little devil laughed. When the thin lips were brought up, the tear mole in the corner of his eye flashed: "My mother is not here. On Fifth Avenue, you said that you are imperial fan powder, yes, I haven't Introduce myself, although I do n’t want to surname Qin, I still want to say that Qin Mo is my father. What do you think of this configuration? "
(End of this chapter)