chapter 39:Dust laden

Chu-Mo's first sentence made Shang-guan-yu feel moved. Brother, he grew up in a pair of trousers. But what's the meaning of the latter sentence, especially the children's "small" specially accentuated the sound. How can I feel uncomfortable?

Bai-li-lin couldn't help chuckling, and Yan Jingcheng laughed so much that it was called a twig and twig

Chu-mo is not a man with black belly, but he is not a man with black belly

上官裕"by me, Chu-Mo. Stop for me. Yanjingcheng, you let go. Don't hold me. I have to cut him."

Mo-yi walked alone in such a large college, especially remembering that ten years ago, her mother took her hand and took her to visit her mother's alma mater

Ten years later, she came back here again, but things have changed for a long time. The school has changed a lot and the atmosphere has changed. The former foreign language is not called foreign language

With the scattered memory of his childhood, Mo-yi found this all the way - it was supposed to be pine Berlin, but now it's all cherry blossom