Male God Please Lie Down

As soon as San Qi heard her say this, she stopped her fire.

In my heart, it was actually very clear that Zhang Qingming was also thinking about them like this.

But everyone is good friends, if you can't bear even this kind of suffering, then you are still good friends.

"If you are talking nonsense like this in the future, I will kill you!"

Sang Qi said, she also raised her hand.

Unexpectedly, in Zhang Qingming's eyes, this behavior was not a threat, but a lovely behavior.

"Not anymore!"

Zhang Qingming said in a low voice, his heart was full of emotion.

It is really good to have this good friend.

Sang Qi saw Zhang Qingming honestly admit her mistake, smiled and nodded, and then took the chicken to play.

When Zhang Qingming saw this scene, he felt that Sang Qi and Xiaoji belong to the same country.

They are really super alike.

"Oh, chicken... If I'm also a dog, how good I am, I can chew my bones happily."

Just thinking of this, I heard San Qi talking on the side.

"Wow--"

The little chicken yelled in response to it.

Zhang Qingming couldn't help but cast a blank look. When her gaze came back from the turn, she inadvertently touched the look of the opposite person.

Zhang Qingming quickly closed her eyes back, which was actually very strange. Since last night, she didn't dare to touch his eyes.

She couldn't figure this out a bit.

He is not a scourge, there is nothing he dare not.

Right now, Zhang Qingming raised his eyes again, and his gaze instantly touched Sang Jin's.

There was a sense of reluctance to be in the bottom of my heart, even though his heart was beating, Zhang Qingming still did not look away.

Sang Jin's eyes were soft and pure, like wine.

Not only can you smell the bursts of fragrance, although you haven't drink it yet, it's enough to make you fascinated in it.

Finally couldn't help it, Zhang Qingming looked away.

In this contest, you see me, I see you, Zhang Qingming was defeated.

She lowered her head and cursed herself secretly, why is it so useless.

╮(╯▽╰)╭

Sang Jin looked down, her face flushed like a cute tomato.

The expression in his eyes softened more and more, and his thin lips also raised a smile.

Sangqi, who squatted aside, actually saw this funny scene.

However, she was wise to say nothing and do nothing.

There are already little pinks floating around them, letting everything be silent.

They will gradually get better. She, an outsider, doesn't need to interrupt.

However, when necessary, it still needs to be fueled.

For example, last night... hee hee, please call her the perfect assist!

"Hahaha..."

"Papa Papa—"

Suddenly there was a loud voice around him, all kinds of laughter, all kinds of applause.

Zhang Qingming was also puzzled for a while. He raised his head and looked forward. It turned out that it was the scene of the bride and groom exchanging rings.

The bridesmaid holding the ring for the two, the pink bridesmaid...really Ning Hai.

You know, Ning Hai is the kind of person who can be a bodybuilding coach.

Speaking of bodybuilding, I must have clearly understood the tangled and powerful muscles of Ning Hai.

Obviously standing there, the very scary muscular man was wearing a pink tube top and tutu skirt with big makeup on his face. He looked like a flower sister, who looked a thousand times better than him.