I'm already messed up enough, don't try to make me mess up even more.

In fact, although my body is related to you, Maomao is not familiar with you.

Maomao was made by a master who washed pots and pans, and she only recognizes the master."

Seeing that Maomao had drawn a clear line with himself, Kui Niu didn't take it seriously at all.

After living so long, who can't learn a few shameless moves?

"I don't care, you are my Brother Mao, and I will be your little brother from now on.

Whether you recognize me or not, I recognize you anyway.

If we break the bones and connect the tendons, we can't write two ox tails in one stroke."

Maomao seemed to be helpless, shaking her head under control of Langli.

"Hey, Lao Qi, how old are you? Why are you still acting like a rogue?

Besides, even if you call me Brother Mao, I can't help you.

Your behavior has been analyzed very thoroughly on the Internet, and I understand it too.

If the master is still here, it still makes sense for you to be close to me.

Now the master is already"

Kui Niu finally came to his senses from the recurring words "Master".

Reference Maomao has a close relationship with Cai Gen’s awakening of the God of Pain.

It can be easily deduced.

Maomao's master chef cooks for people all over the world. He must be the god of suffering from the previous generation, right?

That is, the god of suffering plucked out all the tails of his family.

This, that, right?
Chapter completed!