Chapter: 764
"Don't stress it so much, you're looking down on me." Guan Ya was angry and funny, curling her lips: "If it's a martial arts competition, I'll fight with him on six or four, if it's a fight for life, it's four or six. What I'm talking about is single In terms of fighting."
It's not unreasonable to be ranked in the top ten, Zhang Yuanqing sighed deeply.
In his heart, Guan Ya is the ceiling of the fighting world. Today, he feels that his fighting skills have entered the room, but he has no chance of winning against the old Si Ji.
Guan Ya said: "However, this guy is a player who specializes in a certain ability and is easier to be restrained! The River Crossing Pawn is a member of the White Tiger Soldier. Do you know his nickname?"
"What?"
"Among the White Tiger soldiers, he is called Little Qingyang."
"I hope that in the future there will also be a night tour god with outstanding talent, who will be called Xiao Yuanshi, or Xiao Tianzun."
At four o'clock in the morning on the street, the velvet yellow lights stretched Zhang Yuanqing's shadow.
The cafe across the street from the Public Security Bureau of Kangyang District was brightly lit and the door was open. Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a mask and peaked cap, stepped into the coffee shop with his hands in his pockets.
The eyes under the brim of the hat swept away, and looked behind the counter, the slim and handsome palace master Zhisha, who was making coffee.
She is still wearing a gorgeous Song Dynasty-style long dress, which is as red as fire. The difference is that the mask worn by the palace lord today is no longer a full-face covering, but a half-face mask with lips exposed.
"Sit down first, there's still some coffee left." She bowed her head and said.
This is to learn the lesson of not being able to drink coffee last time. Did you change your mask? Zhang Yuanqing randomly picked a place and sat down, silently watching her make coffee.
Under the soft light, her hair shone brightly, and the quality of the hair was so amazing that I couldn't help but want to touch it to experience the feel.
Her lips are standard small cherry mouths, delicate and cute, rosy and shiny with a jelly-like texture, attracting men to kiss her.
Her cheeks are smooth, a standard oval face.
Just as I thought, the Palace Master is indeed the great beauty Zhang Yuanqing sighed sincerely.
Zhang Yuanqing has seen many high-quality women. Based on his perception, he divided beauties into three categories. The first category: Oops, young lady looks good.
The second category: This young lady makes me want to fall in love and get close.
The third category: The object of the sexual dream is all about you.
The palace lord of Zhisha, who is half-shown, easily falls into the second category.
During the daydreams, the Mistress of the Killing Palace came with two cups of coffee and hired Tingting, her long skirt dragging the floor.
She put down the coffee, supported the table with her elbows, and rested her chin with her palms, like a playful little girlfriend, staring softly at her boyfriend, and said sweetly:
"You finally thought of contacting me. You haven't seen me for a long time. Do you have a new love?"
Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of coffee, sullenly, and said:
"Elder Dog asked me to pass on a message."
The owner of the Palace of Killing pinched the small spoon with his small hand, bent it gently, squinted his eyes and smiled: "I will give you a chance to reorganize the language."
Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly: "One day is like three autumns. I miss the Palace Master very much. It happened that Elder Dog asked me to bring you a sentence, so I couldn't wait to ask the Palace Master out for coffee."
Palace Mistress Zhisha held her chest in her small hands, and smiled carefreely, the branches of her laughter trembling: "You are so interesting, so interesting, hahaha."
I was wrong, I actually think that a crazy batch is very beautiful and suitable for dating, I am still too young. Zhang Yuanqing forced himself to keep smiling: "It is good that the Palace Master is happy." JrNovels.com
It's not unreasonable to be ranked in the top ten, Zhang Yuanqing sighed deeply.
In his heart, Guan Ya is the ceiling of the fighting world. Today, he feels that his fighting skills have entered the room, but he has no chance of winning against the old Si Ji.
Guan Ya said: "However, this guy is a player who specializes in a certain ability and is easier to be restrained! The River Crossing Pawn is a member of the White Tiger Soldier. Do you know his nickname?"
"What?"
"Among the White Tiger soldiers, he is called Little Qingyang."
"I hope that in the future there will also be a night tour god with outstanding talent, who will be called Xiao Yuanshi, or Xiao Tianzun."
At four o'clock in the morning on the street, the velvet yellow lights stretched Zhang Yuanqing's shadow.
The cafe across the street from the Public Security Bureau of Kangyang District was brightly lit and the door was open. Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a mask and peaked cap, stepped into the coffee shop with his hands in his pockets.
The eyes under the brim of the hat swept away, and looked behind the counter, the slim and handsome palace master Zhisha, who was making coffee.
She is still wearing a gorgeous Song Dynasty-style long dress, which is as red as fire. The difference is that the mask worn by the palace lord today is no longer a full-face covering, but a half-face mask with lips exposed.
"Sit down first, there's still some coffee left." She bowed her head and said.
This is to learn the lesson of not being able to drink coffee last time. Did you change your mask? Zhang Yuanqing randomly picked a place and sat down, silently watching her make coffee.
Under the soft light, her hair shone brightly, and the quality of the hair was so amazing that I couldn't help but want to touch it to experience the feel.
Her lips are standard small cherry mouths, delicate and cute, rosy and shiny with a jelly-like texture, attracting men to kiss her.
Her cheeks are smooth, a standard oval face.
Just as I thought, the Palace Master is indeed the great beauty Zhang Yuanqing sighed sincerely.
Zhang Yuanqing has seen many high-quality women. Based on his perception, he divided beauties into three categories. The first category: Oops, young lady looks good.
The second category: This young lady makes me want to fall in love and get close.
The third category: The object of the sexual dream is all about you.
The palace lord of Zhisha, who is half-shown, easily falls into the second category.
During the daydreams, the Mistress of the Killing Palace came with two cups of coffee and hired Tingting, her long skirt dragging the floor.
She put down the coffee, supported the table with her elbows, and rested her chin with her palms, like a playful little girlfriend, staring softly at her boyfriend, and said sweetly:
"You finally thought of contacting me. You haven't seen me for a long time. Do you have a new love?"
Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of coffee, sullenly, and said:
"Elder Dog asked me to pass on a message."
The owner of the Palace of Killing pinched the small spoon with his small hand, bent it gently, squinted his eyes and smiled: "I will give you a chance to reorganize the language."
Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly: "One day is like three autumns. I miss the Palace Master very much. It happened that Elder Dog asked me to bring you a sentence, so I couldn't wait to ask the Palace Master out for coffee."
Palace Mistress Zhisha held her chest in her small hands, and smiled carefreely, the branches of her laughter trembling: "You are so interesting, so interesting, hahaha."
I was wrong, I actually think that a crazy batch is very beautiful and suitable for dating, I am still too young. Zhang Yuanqing forced himself to keep smiling: "It is good that the Palace Master is happy." JrNovels.com
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