Chapter 2989: 4.589 Petite facial paralysis
2989, winter
Although she never acknowledged this.
But it turns out that as long as the little guy is idle and nothing to do, he actually never loses his hands holding snacks or fruits www.ltnovel.com , like to eat something when watching games, like to eat something , Even during training, I never forget to eat ...
As soon as the retreat came out, the first thing was to look for food without expression ...
Murray snickered secretly, peeling the orange into pieces and handing it to Master Jojo.
Master Jojo took over expressionlessly.
Qi Xuanxuan, sitting on the other side of her, silently drew his mouth.
Qiao Qiao, this snack food, with a paralyzed expression, is really cute ...
Master Qiao Qiao swept aside Qi Xuanxuan's weird expression with the light from the corner of his eye, and took another orange from the inner circle and handed it to her.
The two started eating in the last row.
After eating the oranges, I changed a banana. After eating the bananas, I took out the small fruits and dried them up. The cakes and sweets took turns, and finally I picked up the seeds together ...
The moonbreaker and Duanmuqing, who were sitting in front of the two of them, drew their mouths and secretly smiled.
These two girls, totally when this is an outing activity!
Finally, Mr. Mi Yanzi said a little bit unbearably, "Set a meal!"
Those two words were powerful and almost made people laugh out of breath.
Although the Lord Son has been cultivated in the spiritual realm, he is used to having two meals a day throughout the year, so in essence, the Lord Son also has some food attributes ...
Without retreat, he would eat every day.
Because thirty-nine people were a bit crowded and wanted to set up a small table from the side, it was completely impossible.
So, the white-robed priests were sitting around the Lord, holding a vegetable bowl in their hands, and handed him a bowl of rice, so they silently looked at the Lord and ate elegantly and slowly.
Master Qiaoqiao glanced at him, and quietly withdrew a pile of snacks, took out her all-purpose food box from the inner bounds, took out a large pot of fresh fish soup, and took out three or four plates of stir-fry, letting the moon and little fat Duanmuqing they turned around and carried themselves ...
Master Qiao Qiao started eating without expression!
Qi Xuanxuan drew the corner of her mouth, stuffed the rice in, and almost burst out laughing.
The fat man quickly reached out to cover her mouth, and shouted, "Don't ancestors, don't spray, we will continue to eat later!"
Murray was almost going to be laughed at by the little guy.
This facial paralysis has never had any expression, but it is inexplicable, full of a sense of comedy ... full of talent for comedy, people can't help but look at it and smile.
Mi Yan Shengzi chewed the food in his mouth without knowing it, but felt that his nose was full of the aroma of fish soup from the other side, all kinds of small fried taste.
Look down at the rice in your bowl, the white buns, and a plate of frozen duck meat.
The plate of frozen duck was old and firewood, and he intuitively wanted to throw it away!
"Click!" Mi Yanshengzi was so angry that he broke the chopsticks in his hand.
Grandpa Qin, sitting behind the Son, could not help raising his hand and stroked his forehead.
Especially for Mao, he has the urge to laugh ...
"How many spirit coins!" Mi Yan Shengzi suddenly said.
He couldn't figure it out. He also came out to experience it. How could he get hot food out of the nervous facial paralysis?
(End of this chapter)