This image can't be ignored.

Who will throw this rogue out?

"Girl! Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Wu Yunzi was eating grapes with her eyes closed. When she heard someone talking to her, she didn't open her eyes. She reached out and touched the grapes on the table. Then she slammed into her mouth and said lazily: "Just."

It’s good to have wings around you!

Without him, no one peeled the grape skin.

The man saw the curtain cloud purple eyes closed to eat grapes, although the image is very bad, but just to see her face, people can not help but think about it.

The man looked around and no one noticed it.

There was a sinister smile on his face, and then his hands licked his palm, and then he went to the chest of the curtain cloud purple.

The curtain cloud purple eyes closed, but the corner of his mouth hangs a cruel sneer.

Is this person sick? There is so much color in the daytime, there are so many people here! I want to pay attention to my mother, next life!

I saw that the man’s face became more and more savage, and the saliva flowed out quickly.

When his hand was only two centimeters away from the curtain purple chest.

A virtual shadow drifted over.

what……!

"my hand."

The man clutched the other hand's **** wrist with one hand.

The curtain cloud purple looked disgusted at this wretched man, but it was not bad, it was a look of color, but unfortunately this pair of skins.

"Mao is still not long, I still want to eat the old lady's tofu, you are still tender, roll back to your mother's belly for a few years!" When Yunyun Zi got up and cut the man's hand, it was already I changed my seat, and now I am swaying my legs, eating fruit in a leisurely manner, but squatting in my mouth.

Everyone screamed because of it, and because the curtain cloud purple had just been so sly, his eyes were all looking at this side.

This time, everyone took a cold breath.

The picture in front of you is like this.

The only son of the prime minister, Wei Wei, his pale legs on the floor, holding one hand with another **** hand, no, holding the hand is not the hand, but the wrist, because there is no palm, the palm is gone Falling on his knees.

On the other side of him, he was sitting on a beautiful woman, although her sitting posture was very unsightly, but her face had already covered up all her shortcomings.

Both men and women are deeply attracted to this face.

Princess Xiaoluo is the first beauty of Nanxiaoguo. They have all seen it. At that time, they saw that Princess Xiaoluo felt very beautiful. I didn’t expect this woman to be more beautiful, beautiful and not to eat the fireworks, as if in the Heavenly Palace. Fairy who accidentally fell.

After seeing this woman, I think about the face of Princess Xiaoluo, that is, one is heaven and the other is land. One is a phoenix and the other is a sparrow.

Every man in the room is amazing.

And these women, but not one of them, especially this group of women with high clothes, they want to have a face like this angel, the devil's body.

Because Weijiao screamed,

Everyone soon returned to God.

This……

The palm of Wei Yixiang’s only son was cut off.

Who made this?

Then everyone thought of the buzz that had just come.

Then everyone is turning their heads to the curtain cloud purple.

Is it because Wei's old problem has been committed?

Going to tease this girl?

In the end, there was no success, but instead a hand was cut off.

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