He was very bad. When he was in junior high school, he encountered a kid who was dragging him—little devil, what's there to drag? It's just that he is a little more handsome than me, his grades are a little better, and his family is a little stronger!
In high school, he thought he would lose contact with Xiaogui, but he didn't expect that Xiaogui was in the same school as him, and they were in frequent contact with each other!
The girl shyly handed me a love letter - rub it! It's not for me, it's for that brat! When labor and management are couriers!
University - your sister, why do you need to help freshmen find dormitories? It's not like they have no eyes, no mouth, no ability to read, and no ability to ask questions! Also, God, are you trying to trick me, right? ! Why did the labor and management help Cao Qianzhu instead of helping the girl find a dormitory? !
At work - damn... I was suppressed...
The miserable bad guy has a very bad name, ah, yes - his name is Wang Xiaomin...
His junior high school student and CP had a name that was gentle but could not conceal that he was a scum, well, his name was Cao Qianzhu.
——Wang Xiaoming, no Wang Xiaomin, do you want to eat scrambled eggs? Or fried tomatoes? Oh, I get it - you want eggs and fried tomatoes, right?
--What? Don't even want to eat it? Then you want to eat tomato stewed with eggs, or eggs stewed with eggs, or tomatoes stewed with tomatoes, right?
——Oh, you don't want it~~~~~How can I, my husband, be embarrassed?
——Not as good as? Eat meat!
——Come here obediently and let me, husband, enjoy it.
Wang Xiaomin: Wuwuwuwu... Ah... This... How is... Eating meat... Wuwu... I was wrong... Gently... A little... Ah...
Cao Qianzhu: You are so good, give me some candy.
Wang Xiaomin:......
Cao Qianzhu: No?
Move the next major time, move the next major time
... Please... Do it yourself... Make up... The brain...
Cao Qianzhu: Do you agree or not?
Wang Xiaomin: Yes! Husband!
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