I’m so old!

It’s amazing, grandma. It’s definitely one in a million!
What do rabbits eat and grow up!
Song Shifeng’s heart activities are going to catch a good show, but his face is still angry and he looks like he is staring at Yan Dong’s loss.
"Who is the younger brother?" Yan Dong asked again.
"You are a younger brother!" Man’s dignity, Song Shifeng, dead duck’s mouth is hard to hold on to the end.
Yan Dong suddenly put his hand on his belt.
"Why!" Song Shifeng held it down.
"Bibi"
"get out!" Song Shifeng pulls his belt like a chaste girl.
"Who is the younger brother?" He gave me the same sentence, I’ll take off my pants if you don’t give me an answer I like.
Song Shifeng deeply hates that he is short of exercise keys on weekdays and can be beaten by people all the time. He gnashes his teeth for a long time and can’t admit that he is a younger brother.
A man’s face is dead and he doesn’t recognize threats. His hand has never left his waistband for half an inch.
"No one is ok!" In the end, Song Shifeng suppressed his grievances and fell into a trap.
Yan Dong glanced over his pants and then swept his face. His eyes teased and he reluctantly agreed.
Finally, he didn’t say anything, otherwise Song Shifeng would have to fight with him from embarrassment.
"Get up quickly" is really annoying.
"No!" Yan Dong directly to a whole person pressure on his chest, chest fingers buckle wrist compaction.
"Eh, the human flesh cushion is Shu" and he took a deep breath on purpose. "It’s fragrant and soft!"
Song Shifeng is the bully? Open your mouth and bite the next ear and grind your teeth severely.
"ouch!" An unguarded ear fell into the enemy’s mouth and Yan Dong cried out in pain.
Song Shifeng was even more proud of biting his teeth and never letting go of his mouth. He was so proud that he called Bunny against you!
He hasn’t finished yet. Suddenly, he was stabbed in the waist. "Ha ha ha …" People laughed and became big shrimp.
Yan Dong raised his hand and touched his ear. He touched a mouthful of saliva. That’s a disgust. He just put it on the expensive clothes of big shrimp.
"Ah, ah, I’ll fight with you!" Song Shifeng is crazy.
Two people are rolling around in bed, you stab me, I give you a punch, your hair is messed up, your clothes are scattered, and you are inseparable.
"Hey, tell you something serious" has finally been enough. Song Shifeng fell on the bed and looked at the roof with his head against the nest.
"Well," Yan Dong leaned on one side, arm by arm, and his eyes were very happy with a smile.
He opened his mouth to borrow money from him and finally said, "Forget it."
"If you have something to say," Yan Dong said with a faint smile, "Are you short of money again?"
Song Shifeng looked at him in surprise. Did he have the word "lack of money" written on his face?
"What can you do except borrow money so hard?" Yan Dong saw through a mockery in his heart at a glance and then grabbed a handful of votes from his trouser pocket without counting them, and directly stuffed them into his hand to "give".
Song Shifeng didn’t answer "I have money for dinner"
"Look at which dress?" He went straight to the cupboard, took out an iron box, opened it and put it in front of him. "Take whatever is missing."
The tin box is full of big bills, and there are thousands of them. Yan Dong doesn’t care so much about putting them in front of him, and he doesn’t even have a place to put them, and he doesn’t know where he got such a big letter.
He still believes that Song Shifeng can’t get along, that is, he is convinced that he is happy when he smiles. Of course, it is best to smile at him and buy hundreds of pieces of clothes. He doesn’t think it’s no good, and he spends money to buy a happy one.
Besides, people wear them to suit their heads. They look comfortable.
Song Shifeng suddenly moved a nose, but still pushed the box. "Thanks, I need a lot of money."
You have something to say.
I don’t think I can save enough money to buy a skirt for my baby, Little Qian Qian …
Nothing. Is there something wrong with Wen? Bad people? Too slow? People don’t like the style? It must be the big ship that is not good.
This ship has given up hope. Try to write an advance receipt that everyone likes. Let’s collect it and cry.
A nest in the fire when the kitchen "thank you for your collection.
"Guess what’s the dark cuisine in Jiu Ge today? Choose a tomato stewed chicken or fried bitter gourd with pepper. "The training team members looked relaxed and ridiculed.
The newcomer Meng Xin asked, "Is the chef cooking special?"
"Not especially bad!" The old players have a solemn face.
"That’s not fired?" Meng Xin’s face can’t stand it.
"Fired Jiu Ge squid, who will give us a guest to repair the brain and coach the children?"
"Without Jiu Ge, who will give us massage and pine acupuncture to treat the disease?"
"Without Jiu Ge, who will translate Japanese, Korean, French and Latin tortoise shell for me?"
"Who didn’t Jiu Ge we fight for the first place in the literary competition? Who will play the piano, flute and erhu for us? "
The team members grabbed Meng Xin’s shoulder and taught him the secret: "I tell you that if the team offends anyone, don’t offend Jiu Ge, don’t get up!"
Meng Xin draws a picture of a man with three heads and big hands in his mind, so many things are out of the human category.