Four Liang and seven Jin and a half, a couple who have finished the calculation, are depraved. The men and women sit on the ground and look at the soles of their feet with disappointment and despair. It is like knowing that their children have passed the last exam, and parents have a feeling of being unable to lift their heads.
What a shame!
How can it be so embarrassing!
Especially when the rescuers are walking around, they have to stab them. "This is really a good boy! You have a good boy! "
Can we not go too far? Pay attention to the influence when you speak, huh?
Xiaolong was praised very much, but he was worried about his parents’ attitude. He was too young to understand what he had done wrong and what parents didn’t like him.
"No, no,no. Your parents really love you very much, but they want you to be better." How can you do this to your child when you see Si Liang’s expression and give him a white look?
Even if the child is not good enough, you can teach him!
"Come to uncle to teach you some life skills …" Three catties stretched out his hand and took the little dragon people away.
After about two hours, he came back with a face of despair.
He has never seen such a talented little dragon!
It’s hopeless!
I can’t teach anything!
Is it funny that you have two arms and even your head?
I just came back and found out that it was wrong.
He is holding his head four or two away from the place.
Four female fallen dragons are around him. Seven pounds and a half is No.1 middle school.
"Four two you bastard! You dare to shirk your responsibility when you come all the way here! "
Slap a face.
"I’m a famous female thief in the exile era. It’s condescending to come to you. You still want to see us?"
Pa is another big ear scrape.
"I’ll ask you, how can you let my sisters look up in the future?"
Clap, slap, slap, slap, slap.
"You must be responsible for this matter! Old niang child but you should be responsible for education, otherwise … "
Pop, pop, pop …
The fallen dragon people are worthy of being the most powerful race in the era of exile.
The fallen dragon sisters not only like self-reliance, but also dare to love and hate.
Even though I knew it was a deep end, I came directly to find my father.
The main thing is that I can’t help but be forced to jam the goods or be such a "worthless" child.
How can you not recruit people? Theory?
Four or two have six hands, but they can’t hold each other’s sixteen hands. He blocked this one and couldn’t stop that one from running around.