My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

This kid looks like he's a real underdog. He's just one of those guys who won't be honest without beating him up!

Next to the three heads, quite tacit point to several times.

The little face collapsed and took the little devil's hand. The little hand fell on the child's buŧŧock and clapped, "it's impolite!"

"Pa!" Again.

"Adults ask children not to make nonsense."

"Besides, it's not a woman. It's an aunt!"

The kid was beaten three times and made a whoop in his mouth.

At this time, where is there just a moment when I just laughed with my hɨps on my shoulders?

At this time, he was being carried by the arbor. His little hands and feet were shaking in the air. He wiped his tears and cried, "fierce woman! abandoned woman. You wait, wait for my master to come, and I'll make sure you don't leave after eating! "

Mo Lian drew a corner of her mouth, looked sideways at the approaching sacred beast, the human snake, and said, "you may be relatives?"

In terms of cultural level and wording, I feel almost the same.

Zuolang mountain:

Inexplicably felt 10000 damage, as well as from the Mo Prince's quietly despise, how is it going on?

"Do you need my hand to help the little face to beat the condensing mirror?" Zuolan mountain, who is trying to brush the sense of affection and existence in front of Xiaomian paralysis, said such a sentence.

The bleak cry of Guangguang is rippling near the pavilion.

"You are all bad people!" He cried pitifully, "you are insane, you are merciless, you humiliate Guangguang. I must tell the owner, whoa, whoa! "

Everyone:

The tree couldn't help but draw the corner of his eyes, look down, and walk to his bȧrė head.

Empty, light, both have the same name, the shape of the bald head is very similar.

It's just that Kong Kong young monk is three years older than Guang Guang. At this time, he is standing beside Guang Guang, just like a little ȧduŀt..

"Poof." Peach blossom immortal couldn't help being happy. He took over the crying Guangguang and said with a smile, "ah, Guangguang, look, I said to make a new friend with you, didn't I deceive you? Look, like you, with a nȧkėd head. "

"Like you, I like to talk, even more than you. Are you very happy and happy to make such a good friend?"

At this time, Guangguang ȧduŀts have closed their tears, cooed their eyes, and looked at the empty monk doubtfully.

"Nonsense!" Guangguang raised his hand and touched his small head. He cried out with milk, "this man is clearly a monk. How can he be like Guangguang? Naked ȧduŀts do not shave their own heads, they have never had hair! From small to large, no hair has ever been born. It's all from scratch! "

This cargo is muttering, while still touching his round little bald head.

"Well, let's play together." The tree raised his hand and pressed the forehead, shaking his head in silence.

"Benefactor, who is this little benefactor?"

"It's not a person. It's a mirror." "It's a very noisy mirror," said Mo Lian, not very angry

"Empty, you can take this mirror back to Xingyu and find a place for it to stay."