Jiang Si's eyes widened when she heard this, she was indeed the descendant of the Chinese national treasure panda.

Look, even after 3,000 years of changes, Zhangkou is still familiar with the Chinese tune.

Jiang Si slapped the table excitedly and said blushingly: "Gongguzi, what you said makes so much sense. Let me tell you, the shovelers in China are really the ones who can speak endlessly in life mottos."

"I think the shoveler who shoveled poop for your ancestors back then was either a jokester or a little surfing expert on the Internet."

"There is no fragrant grass everywhere in the world, why bother to love a flower? I give up the whole forest for a crooked tree. How stupid we have to be the owner of the fish pond, cast a wide net, be the sea king, and raise fish."

Bo Jichen: "………”

Can you still want this cheap girl?

Is it still time to return the goods?

Can you clearly define the relationship?

Why did the dog look dark as if the bottom of the pot before, but now he is sitting there calmly as if waiting for tea?

Did he know something about such a change?

No?

Didn't you lose your horse?

It definitely didn't fall off.

Otherwise, with her personality as a straight dog, she should be taken away now, either to spank or divorce, and it is absolutely impossible to sit still and wait for death to see her jumping on the road of committing suicide.

Chuxi, a little fan with billions of filters: “………”

He is worthy of being his idol goddess boss, and he has such a clear understanding of the ancient Chinese humanities and history proverbs in Blue Star.

Even the ancient Chinese specialty panda people are so well-informed that it makes people feel that the ancient Chinese shovelers raise panda people like that.

"Miss Ah Jiang said it very well, but it costs money to build a fish pond and be a sea king. How many assets do you have now?"

Panda cats are overwhelming.

Jiang Si was full of joy and only Panda Cat. She didn't pay attention to anyone asking her. She replied casually: "I don't have money, my husband has money, so I'll turn around and ask him for it."

After saying that, my nerves tense up.

The little face turned blood off in an instant when it blushed.

Who asked her just now?

Did her husband ask her?

No?

What is she doing?

Why have you climbed onto the table?

"No." Yuan Yigun ignored the tall, tall, majestic man beside Jiang Jiang with ordinary appearance and sharp eyes, and pulled Jiang Jiang to their panda tribe. Following Jiang Si's words, he added fuel to the fire and added fuel to the fire: "Jiang Jiang, you said your husband didn't fall in love with you and wanted to divorce you, don't be timid!"

"We are so beautiful and so outstanding, we have to be ashamed and have a waist, what are we afraid of? He wants to divorce you, just divorce him, we must have the backbone of being an ancient Chinese in the Blue Star, and we must not be a dog licking, and not be a spare tire if we beat you to death."

"Don't be afraid of leaving him. I will raise you. I will make money. Raising ten of you will not be a problem. We can also pick up Maomao and dig bamboo shoots together."

Bo Jichen buckled his palm on his forehead and silently took two steps back.

Finished the ball.

I just said that the dog was calm and the cheap girl was jumping up and down on the road of dying.

Now my face can't be seen anymore, it's as black as carbon.

Chuxi: “………”

This orc panda man is so shameless.

Turn around the corner and walk around the road.

Say a thousand and tell ten thousand.

It’s a seed and doesn’t have money, and I personally give money to my idol in private. I’ve done so much, but the original purpose is to poach the enemy, and my heart is punished!

"Pull Maomao, dig bamboo shoots?" Jiang Si held a bag with seeds in her hand and slowly stepped back from the table. Her heart was running 8,000 mud horses, and her face maintained her previous excitement: "Gengkeng, I don't want to pick Maomao now, nor do I want to dig bamboo shoots. Can you take me to visit the inside of Tumi Auction?"

Yuan Yigun pulled all the fruits on the table into the space button, smiling like the silly son of the landlord, erecting his small breasts, showing off a little: "Of course, Tumi Auction Store has my shares in the Yuan family, and my authority, you can see wherever you want, let's go now?"

Jiang Si jumped off the table, grabbed Yuan Yigu's arm and dragged him to chase him like a beast behind him, quickly moving towards the door: "Of course, let's go now, Geng Bing Bing, have your ancestors left you a mao song?"

Yuan Yiguong exclaimed: "Jiang Jiang, do you even know Maomaoge?"

The cheap husband didn't say anything, and the cheap husband didn't keep her, nor did he call her.

So her vest was still tightly worn and not stripped off.

Jiang Si became bolder in an instant: "Of course I know, I can still sing."

Yuan Yiguong said anxiously: "I can sing too, why don't we go?"

Jiang Si tilted her head and said with a stern voice: "Okay, okay, let's go, 123 start singing: Everyone has hair on their bodies."

"I'll sing maomao to you."

"What do we have in us..."

One man and the beast sang a high-pitched song together, completely ignoring the other four people in the room.

The door is getting closer.

Jiang Si's hand finally landed on the door handle and just pulled it down. Unexpectedly, Agareth's cold voice came from behind: "Miss Ajahn, be a sea king and build a fish pond. Do you don't need to discuss with your husband about such a big thing?"

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