Chapter 63, Red Belly Pouch (1/2)
Lin Hai looked at the so-called dragon scales in front of him and wanted to cry without tears.
Your sister’s, son of a bitch!
It’s not good for you to make what it looks like. Nima is not made into a belly pocket.
You can’t wear a belly pocket everyday, just let others wear it.
He is also a red one. How do you make a big brother like him?
No wonder he took the initiative to find me and make this look. He’s sure nobody bought it.
No, resolutely return!
Little silly fairy: Na Zha, I want to return it! (An angry expression)
Nazha: In slaughtering dragons, I’ll talk about it later.
Your sister!
Lin Hai looked at the reply and became more angry.
Who said that just now and will never slaughter a dragon again?
Who said that the Dragon scales armor may be out of print!
You are my uncle!
Lin Hai suddenly felt that the pit was miserable.
Looking at his belly pocket, Lin Hai felt sad.
There is no place for him to put it. It seems that Qiankun bags can only be extracted and can not be recycled.
How can this be done?
By the way, we can’t send Xinyue.
In Lin’s mind, Liu Xinyue, wearing a red belly pocket, looked at her scene shyly.
“Hey hey hey hey hey.” Lin Hai laughed wickedly.
That’s what he did. That’s it!
To achieve this, Lin Hai sent a message to Liu Xinyue.
“Xinyue, what are you doing? Give you a present!”
Soon, Liu Xinyue’s message came back.
“In practice, in the evening.”
Then, there was no sound.
Nima, where is the key pocket?
Lin Hai was depressed.
Just thinking, with a bang, the door was pushed open and Wang Peng came in.
“Why? Haizi, why didn’t you go to class? Puff! ” Half of the story was directly fired.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…” Pointing to the red belly pocket in Lin Hai’s hand, he smiled with a smile on his stomach.
Lin Hai’s face is as black as the bottom of a pot.
“Laugh at your sister!”
“Oh, I’m dead laughing, I’m dead laughing.” Wang Penghao spent half a day trying to slow down.
“I said Haizi, where do you come from? Wouldn’t it be from the girls’dormitory?”
“Shun your sister!”
“Ha-ha, don’t you admit that you are not ready to wear it yourself?”
Listen to this, Lin Hai is even more depressed.
Grass, brother bought is really ready to wear himself, who thought he was a belly bag.
Take out a cell phone, “click”, take a photo of Linhai.
“My grass, why do you take pictures?”
“Nonsense, such an interesting thing, of course, is a circle of friends!”
“Your uncle’s…”
Lin Hai is depressed and bad. Soon, Wang Peng’s circle of friends has a picture of Lin Hai holding a red belly pocket.
I have to say that the speed of information dissemination of friends circle is too fast. In a few moments, this photo will pass on to you, and I will pass you around.
Even the post bar was hung up, and it was even more pronounced.
Exclusive Secret Disclosure – Qingxiu Xiaosheng is really a sullen man. Song King Lin Hai loves red belly pocket.
Well, he’s so famous.
Lin Hai looked at the post bar, the so-called “exclusive news” which was pure and exaggerated. It was so depressing that Wang Pengna would die one hundred times.
Ding Dong!
Liu Xinyue’s message.
“You, do you like wearing a belly bag?”
Puff!
It’s passed too fast.
“Xinyue, if I say that belly pocket, it’s a gift I want to give you. Do you believe it?”
After a while, the message of Liu Xinyue came.
“How annoying. How do you know that people like to wear a belly bag?”
What!