MTL - Advance Bravely-Chapter 155 Xuan Dajue

How to do? This is an extremely serious challenge placed in front of Wang Zhishui.

Now Xuan Dawei seems to calm down and continue to sleep, because he has not fully awake, once the morning is completely awake, the revenge of the battle can not be imagined. The only solution is to have one - attack with poison and cover up crime with crime!

So, Wang Zhishui took a breath and his **** moved to the squat of Xuan Da.

One, two, three, take you!

Uh... a tear-like pain hit the king's water, his body rose like an arrow from the string, violently pulled away from the shackles of Xuan Da, and his heart was crying. Li Zhenzhen is a masochistic, and Nima is still saying cool, cool your uncle!

Xuan Daxie was hurt by the clip, his eyes opened openly, his pain was fleeting, and he slept heavily.

Wang Zhi has shipped luck and tried again without dying.

One!Two!Three!come—On!Baby!

Ah, ah, ah, ah...

Wang Zhishui is like the chicken that died under his knife. He screamed with a dull scream on his neck, kept breathing deeply and breathing deeply, licking his mouth and licking his face! Okay... just like this... just like this... Wang Zhishui said to himself, don’t move, Bieima is dead, and honestly wait.

Xuan Daxie first felt an inexplicable pain in the folder. With the relief of Wang Zhishui, this pain gradually disappeared and was replaced by a warm feeling. So, the "chicken" stayed in the "wolf" for a night. Wang Zhishui stunned for a night. When the sky was bright, he took the mobile phone of Xuan Dawei hard and tried to bump into luck. See if Xia Yao sent a text message to Xuan Dawei.

As a result, there is really one!

"Don't you be at home? I will go to you tomorrow morning!"

Xia police officer, you really are my noble! So, Wang Zhishui sent a "in" plus countless "!"

Xuan Daxie also cooperated with Xia Yao’s schedule, and woke up at noon. After waking up, no matter what Wang Zhishui expected, Xuan Da’s eyes blinked red, and the face of Wang Zhishui was rough: "I finally remembered, you are really good enough, even using chicken blood to impersonate people. Blood extorts my feelings!"

Wang Zhishui made a big yawn, a pair of winning vouchers in the grip, not worried about the expression.

"How do you want to deny this time? Ah?" Xuan Dawei continued to be rough.

Wang Zhishui said: "I didn't want to deny it. It was a fake that night!"

Xuan Dawei’s nod to nod and groaned and found that Wang Zhishui had no signs of repentance. When I squinted my eyes to Wang Zhishui, I found that this grandson was cheeky and smiling.

"But last night was true!" said Wang Zhishui.

Xuan Dawei breathed a stagnation, and at this moment he felt the strangeness under his body. The private parts of the two people closely fit, and the big guy who announced the big man is still lying in the "women" of Wang Zhishui.

"Wang Zhishui, you are absolutely deliberate, there is absolutely a misunderstanding!"

Wang Zhi water sighed with enthusiasm. "I'm so flattering that you can't get it right, you still tell me misunderstanding!"

Xuan Dazhao enjoys the warm and tight sense of restraint, while trying to get rid of it quickly, and Wang Zhishui is not the same dead and dead, and there is a tug of war between the two. At the moment when he heard the door ringing, Wang Zhishui finally let out a big breath and instantly let go of the "tightening spell."

Xuan Dawei fiercely pulled out the sun. At the same time, Xia Yao happened to push the door and saw the moment when Xuan Dawei withdrew from Wang Zhishui. Then he was petrified at the door.

"That... Did I come three hours earlier?" He touched his nose.

Xuan Daxuan quickly rushed from the bed to the door, grabbing Xia Yao who was about to leave the house to avoid the suspicion.

"Hero, you listen to me, the last time I learned the chicken, I finally figured out..."

"I also understand." Xia Yao interrupted Xuan Dawei. "You shouldn't call Xuan Da, you should call Xuan Da."

When I walked around and walked around the entrance, I waved and shouted two times. "Turn, turn, turn..."

Xuan Dawei, "..."