Even many people from the Ten Masters could not help but laugh.

Wang Han was dead in place.

The instep was arched, and with a click, the inferior shoes bought by the street stall actually opened the thread, and the upper of the shoe was raised, so you could see Wang Han's toes inside grabbing the floor!

Wo Nima!

This guy who paints the skin is actually playing me!

No wonder Wang Han asked the ghost of the painting skin at that time how he was acting, and he looked guilty.

Let’s work together to give me this!

This fucking video was played in front of so many people, and everyone thought I was young and fast!

Wang Han used to not understand what it means to live on a different planet when he saw the social dead video on the Internet.

Until now.

Now Wang Han wants to change his fucking galaxy to live!

I can no longer live in the solar system!

"Brother Wei! Even if you don't think about it for me, can you think about it for our children?" Guan Sisi's voice trembled, and tears couldn't stop gushing out.

Wang Han just guessed what Guan Sisi was going to do, but he didn't expect that his lethality could be so great!

This is even more uncomfortable than killing Wang Han seriously!

"Lao Jiu, is this you?" Qi Lin asked Wang Han with a cold face.

Qi Lin is a purely love war god. If Wang Han is really in this video, Qi Lin will deal with Wang Han after dealing with the six major families.

"This is not me!"

Sun Zhulu laughed and clapped his hands happily, and even forgot to fight, "Young Master Jiu, admit it! It's short and fast! Hahahaha! This is much more interesting than the broken program of everyone making dumplings together in the Spring Festival Gala Hahahahahahahahaha

!”

Wang Han's face is darker than the bottom of the pot.

"This is not me!"

Guan Sisi's body trembled, "Brother Wei, this is you!"

Sun Zhulu laughed louder, and the laughter was like a broken tractor.

This old pussy looked like he saw the funnyest joke in his life.

When Wang Han was about to prove himself.

A hoarse voice came.

Sun Qiaoer leaned on crutches and squinted her legs, pointing at Wang Han, her voice hoarse and accused her angrily!

"This is not him! This is definitely not him! I would be fine if he was really like this! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Sun Zhulu's smile came to an abrupt end.
Chapter completed!