Who knows what it will bring?

In case my brother becomes a tin man without hands and feet, it will not be worth the loss.
"Are you sure?"
Goethe picked up a fast mutton and asked with a lake while eating it.
"hmm"
"Brother is no longer a brother."
"Because my brother thinks he is his brother."
Zhao Dingsi spoke word for word.
But Goethe is white
"So are you going to kill the emperor?"
"Did he kill you?"
Goethe continued
"no!"
"He inherited his brother’s side perfectly. He gave me the best things he could think of, even the royal collection. His brother was not as kind to me as he was!"
Zhao Dingsi shook his head.
Goethe is strange.
"What about you?"
"He smoked hard and he waited for me to mature."
Zhao Dingsi’s eyes are cold.
Breathe Goldberg by air.
At present, the secret world seems to be a little particular about this.
If you’re lucky, don’t say you want it.
That’s also smooth sailing.
It’s a blessing
The more luck, the better.
If you don’t get eaten by yourself.
And wait for maturity?
Goethe felt that the abnormal familiarity in the’ club’ came back.
When I was in my hometown’ club’, the magician kept staring at him and helped him survive several times, but his mouth was dripping with’ The fruit is too astringent, please mature quickly’
That sound Goethe still remembers.
He is a habitual contact pervert who can’t stand it.
Especially the eyes really made him feel sick.
"It’s not what I want, is it?"
Goethe asked.
"That’s what you want."
Zhao Dingsi is very sure.
"I really didn’t see anyone eating?"
Goethe rolled his eyes.
"You asked."
Zhao Dingsi grumpily left the pie mouth.
Goethe didn’t speak
It seems that he really asked first
He was wrong to get this wave.
Forget it. Don’t care about women
Goethe thought like this and robbed Zhao Dingsi of the mutton.
This mutton is really good.
Nenbu Shuo
There’s not a bit of mutton smell yet
It tastes great after dipping in small ingredients.
"What are you going to do-kill the emperor? You don’t want me to break into the palace alone and then kill him with a knife, and then leave his blood on the wall, and then walk out?"
Goethe asked again
"No?"
Zhao Dingsi blinked and the amorous feelings overflowed again.