The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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The voice just fell, and the people who asked for the price came one after another.

"two thousand!"

"I am out of three thousand!"

"Five thousand I want..."

This casserole hydrangea shark's fin, the amount is not much, it is ordinary bowl.

This bowl was called to five thousand Lingshi!

After someone has produced five thousand Lingshi, the sound of the fare increase is much smaller. Where is the food, this is eating Lingshi! !

"Five thousand five hundred stone!"

"Five thousand six hundred..."

Jimo Ya also looked at the past, lazy, said, "One million Lingshi."

As soon as this statement came out, the host Qingjiao was excited. "There is a thousand Lingshi in the 8th bag! Is there any higher?"

The rest of the people are talking about it.

"Is that the one who just took the five-star Baoteng? It's rich!"

"One thousand Lingshi is a bowl. If you eat it, you will lose it. If you forget it, we will not join in the fun."

......

Soon, the bowl of casserole hydrangea shark's fin was sent outside the private room, which was inked in five.

Although Mo Wu is trying to keep his eyes on the squint, Yu Guang and his consciousness make him want to not notice the lively and leaping, and the illusion of mad watermelon is very difficult. "Less master, Miss illusion, she is good?"

"Well, it hasn't recovered completely yet, the shark's fin is in front of her."

Ink 5 puts the spirits in front of the illusion, and the illusion is like not seeing strangers in the room, watermelons are not eaten, and behind the back of the ink, a pair of children who look like a child.

Therefore, as far as the ink is not pleasing to the ink, the five inks cough, "there are few masters, and they are going down."

When the ink went away, the illusion turned out to look out, and the eyes were on the bowl of hibiscus and shark's fin.

"Eat." That is, the lazy lazy lingering on the top, the elegant and leisurely posture, with encouragement in the eyes.

The illusion was allowed, and he rushed to the front of the little ones, kneeling down, and unknowingly fishing.

Chopsticks are not used, they are directly grasped by hand.

I was very happy to eat, and I saw that I was looking at her with interest. I seemed to be a little embarrassed. I grabbed it and handed it to the face of Jimo. "Uncle, this dish is delicious! Uncle, you also eat." ”

The drip of the soup dripped on the corner of the ink.

Jimo Yaqiang endured the urge to give her a net surgery, the lips brought up a charming arc, slightly smiled, "I don't eat, it's yours, eat slowly."

The illusion will not be polite to him. "Uncle, you are so good."

"Then you will follow me in the future, there are delicious food every day, are you willing?" That is, Moya smiles and expands.

The illusion is suddenly tangled.

Delicious! I want to eat it!

However, "I don't go home, my mother will worry about me."

Jimo's long eyelashes hang down, slamming the bad feelings of the fundus, and swearing, "No, I let people tell you that my mother is safe, she will not worry about you."

Poor little face, IQ is only three or four years old, and the brain can't turn around completely. "Then I have to go to kindergarten. The kindergarten teacher said that I can't skip classes often."

"Do you think it is fun to go to kindergarten? Or is it delicious with me every day?"

The illusion is not hesitant to choose, "good!"

"Zhenzhen." That is, Moya habitually touched her little face, and when she saw her face dirty and feline, it was really no place to start.

Had to collect it again.

A bowl of casserole hydrangea shark's fin was quickly killed by the illusion.