第一百零五章 (第4/6页)

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    Seemtoknowwhathappened，hereyeundertheeyelidmovedafewtimes，cannotlonglashesjitter，if‘llbeabletowakeup.

    Ihaveaguiltyconscience，withthehandtohelphertocoverhischestforthegiants，butit‘stoobig...

    Ownonlyasoftarmor，outsideislittleplumblossom，cannotusetheclothestoher.

    Tookonelookatthebelowmoreandmorepeopleistoenterthestadium，therearereallymenandwomen，leftherinitseemsalsonotline，althoughWuQiaoisnowabirdman，butalwaysisamale.

    Yun-feisongwakeupforawhile，thatalsodon‘tthinkthisbirdpeoplewantintentionirregular.

    Icanhelphertogetafirstcoverclothes，againtofindsomethingtoeat.

    Bytheway，twoblacknotlet‘sfindasonghomearena

    IfIcanfindthesonghome，it‘snotjusthaveameal，Ithinkaboutthisonedown.

    TheplatformatthethoughtofthisIrealizethereisahighdistancefromthestands，howoneselfgoah，havebeensittinghereformanypeople，alsocan‘tletWuQiaowithit.

    Iwalkedtothesidelook，withtheirownintellectualmanfitjumpdowntoalsoisnotaproblem，butifwithyun-feisongisalittledifficult.

    Thinkofthis，Icarefullylookedattheaudiencebelow，undertheirown，theoldmanhasabloated，washoldingaplate，don‘tknowwhatisthemeatorcontents，isgrabbedbyhandtohermouth.

    Myhearthasthedispute，theoldniangstillhungry，thisguyranintomyeyesdowntoadmireme，theyou!

    Ipushedyun-feisong，pattedherontheface，signsofhasn‘tyetcomeroundtoseeher，forgether，withbarearmsthatshowabigmountainofflesh，wakeupisalsoatrouble.

    Iturnmyback，withhishandhasasupportingherlegstoherback，we...

    Herclotheswerefew，thefirebarbecueonceatouchisbad，needtorushtogetherofdress.

    Insmallplumflowerisgood，bubblestillcondensate，invisibilityisstillineffect.

    Icametotheedgeofthestonestagebehindherback，lookeddownandsawthatbigfatmanisputtheplatesonthefeetandhandsarecleanoilontheskirt，agroupoffliesarebuzzinghoveringontheplate.

    Mentionasighofrelief，Ileaptothefatman，atpresentisthecenterofthearena，highlylookedalittlesales，Iambusytogasconcentration，atthefootofasoft，keepsteppingontheshouldersofthefatman.

    Immediatelyremovethefatguyfromthetopofftothenextlayerinthestands，Iborrowthistooktheyun-feisongandIthestrengthofthetwopeople，butthecenterofgravitybeunsteadyorrollout.

    Atthismoment，Ionlyheardthefatty‘smiserable，thenpeoplecryaschickenflyadogtojump，estimatebelowissomeonehehit.

    Thislayerclosetohereisnottoohigh，orhewouldhavenochancetocrydadshoutedniang.

    Somewhatdisturbing，thesomebodyelseisnottoeatinfrontofmeadishofmeat，hisjumpdownfromsuchahighplace，kickedhimdown，willnothavegonetoofar...

    Can‘twhocallhim