Before literature and art continued to "vent their anger", Literature stopped her: "Be good, stop making trouble. My brother called an ambulance. Master Lou Shang cannot catch a cold."

The tears that Wenyi could have endured were now completely broken: "What! Master Lou Shang can't catch a cold? Brother, you also said that the cultural ambassador cannot cry!"

Ah? Isn’t it because of water that you will die of syndrome?

Ah?excuse    me! Afraid of catching a cold?

Ah? Is Jiang Zi so good at calling an ambulance?

The 36d coquettish girl almost got angry!

This time, Wenyi was angry with literature: "Brother, I knew I was telling me not to make trouble. Why didn't you say what master you invited? Say the whiskey in the fifth summer to kill money?"

When did my brother get into a relationship with these people and get a nest of snakes and rats?

Well, this idiom seems to be a bit wrong.

But, but, but, isn't this too aggrieved?

The coquettish girl stepped on her ten-centimeter red-soled shoes and left the soundproof glass room like a gust of wind.
Chapter completed!