好色电影院

  Every time Sang Dazhuang was about to be beaten, she would grab the siblings' hands and cover their eyes, and then couldn't help but secretly watch.

   The siblings were left speechless. Is the mother's nervousness over the father too much? What's the matter with such a big guy?

   "Bang..." Sang Dazhuang took three of them with one kick, and kicked them all off the stage. Then he punched one and sent two more off the stage.

  The six people in front, back, and back were able to finish it in less than three seconds. At the end, there was an explosion, and the movements were rustling and fierce. Seeing Yuzhi's heartbeat accelerated, his eyes were full of love, and his fair face was flushed with excitement.

   "Okay... Da Zhuang is great..." Sang Da Zhuang won, and when Yu Zhi got excited, he threw away the hands of the brothers and sisters.

  He clapped his hands and shouted boldly, especially cheering.

  The audience was shocked by Sang Dazhuang's strength and fell silent.

  Yuzhi's hello resounded directly inside and outside.

  Mulberry and mulberry leaves all covered their faces, they didn't expect their mother to commit such a crime, it was embarrassing.

  The rest of the Sang family were steady, smiling, sitting quietly, they were really good, they had faces.

  On the stage, Sang Dazhuang, who was originally full of murderous spirit, was yelled by Yuzhi, grinning like a fool, and waving his big hands in response: "Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..."

  Such a stupid look made the rest of Lao Sang's family unable to sit still, and turned their heads one after another. They didn't know this person, so they took him away.

  Yuzhi seemed to have realized it too, but blushed and did not respond.

  Sang Dazhuang was thick-skinned, so he didn't care about others, rushed down the stage and ran to Yuzhi's side, smirking and rubbing his teeth, begging for praise.

  Yuzhi was so ashamed that she was at a loss what to do, Wang Xinfeng slapped Sang Dazhuang away with a slap, and then rescued her.

  He stepped onto the stage with a serious expression of excitement: "Comrade Sang is indeed a well-deserved king of battle. His strength is obvious to all. He is a role model for our generation. Everyone applauds and congratulates."

   Applause sounded like thunder.

  In the base, they are all Muqiang's people. They worship heroes and respect the strong. Sang Dazhuang became famous in one fell swoop in this battle.

  The three newly recognized juniors of Lao Sang's family all relied on their strength to rank among the upper circles of the imperial capital, and no one dared to underestimate them.

  In the future, no one will ridicule their mud-legged backgrounds, let alone belittle them at will. The competition arranged by Mr. Sang and Mr. Mo has allowed the three of them to gain a firm foothold in the imperial circle.

  Sang Dazhuang challenged everyone alone, and there was no need to continue the game after that, the game ended successfully.

  Everyone surrounded the three of Sang Dazhuang and his son, and their words were full of friendship. Whether it was because of their own strength or because of the old man Sang and the old man standing behind them, they were all worthy of everyone's support.

  Master Mo clicked his tongue and asked Mr. Sang to see the Meng family.

  The faces of all the Meng family were as black as ink.

  Master Mo gloated and said, "Your family should be careful."

  Old Man Sang snorted: "Come if you can, I can't kill them."

  Meng Tianshou brought the junior over.

  The Meng family's face was gloomy and their eyes were not friendly.

Meng Tianshou is worthy of being an old fox. He adjusted his expression in a blink of an eye, smiled kindly, and cupped his hands at Mr. Sang: "Congratulations Mr. Sang, there are successors. The abilities of the three little comrades of the Sang family make me ashamed of everyone. There is still a chance to learn from each other.”

  Master Sang cast a disgusted look at the group of juniors and followers behind Meng Tianshou with swollen noses and swollen faces: "Forget it, they are just such trash, they can't resist beating at all, it's a waste of time."

  The entire Meng family's breathing was stagnant, and everyone could hear their fists clenching.

  Meng Tianshou pursed his lips: "Thank you for your teaching, Mr. Sang. In the future, I will definitely urge the younger generation to work hard to improve. In the future, I will ask Mr. Sang to teach me and leave."

  Meng Tianshou also left in a hurry, thinking that he was very angry.

   Being beaten up again and again by Lao Sang's family, his patience is probably reaching its limit.

  Grandpa Sang looked at the back of Meng Tianshou and his party leaving and pouted: "Bandits and robbers, what kind of text are you dragging, the inside is not a straw bag, pretend to be a fart."

  Mr. Mo cast a glance at Mr. Sang: "You are rude and illiterate, why don't you allow others to improve? But calm down, it really offends people like crazy, and you will be happy if you bared your teeth regardless, wouldn't you?"

  Grandpa Sang's neck twitched: "I'm afraid of him? He broke his dog's teeth."

  "Yes, yes, yes, you are the best, you are not afraid of anyone, who told you to be a sang cow moo, so you can just scream." Mr. Mo was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

  Master Sang snorted, unwilling to admit defeat at all.

  Old Master Lan also brought the younger generation over. To Old Masters Sang and Mo, Old Master Lan is also considered a junior.

   Take the lead in saying hello to the two old men: "Mr. Sang, Mr. Mo is well."

  Old Man Sang patted Old Man Lan on the shoulder, feeling a little disgusted: "You old trash, you're not ready yet."

  Everyone is used to Mr. Sang's speaking habits, knowing that he can't say a few good words, and they don't get angry with him.

  Old man Lan replied: "I'm getting older, and I'm already very satisfied with my current state. I don't dare to expect the body of my youth anymore."

  Mr. Mo smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate to say that you are old in front of us two old guys."

  Master Lan hurriedly begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, Lan made a mistake, please don't blame Mr. Mo."

  Mr. Sang rolled his eyes in disdain: "It's worth it, I'm the most impatient to listen to your sour words, old man Mo, I want to drink with old man Lan, will you go?"

  Mr. Mo nodded without saying a word: "Go, why don't you go, I have already said that I want to go to your house, you old bastard, you keep stopping me again and again, why, I am shameless."

  Old man Sang snorted, seeing no one, he didn’t count: “Fuck off, if you want to eat your own rations, bring more.” Their family’s food is very expensive.

   Thinking of his daughter-in-law swearing at every meal, Mr. Sang felt guilty, and his daughter-in-law would not be angry about bringing friends home, right?

   Secretly glanced at Wang Xinfeng's face, but fortunately, the old lady didn't respond.

  Mr. Mo was very angry: "Okay you sang cow moo, since when did you become an iron rooster, invite people to eat and bring your own rations, how shameless you are?"

  Old man Sang stared at him confidently, I would be shameless, what's wrong?

  Mr. Mo was so angry that he turned his head and asked Chai Lin to buy it. If he bought him a hundred and eighty catties of grain, he would support Sang to death.

  Chai Lin couldn't leave the old man's side, so he called someone to buy it.

  Mr. Lan was not too polite, and asked Weizhou to find someone to buy some gifts, and he couldn't come empty-handed for the first time.

  Yuzhi hurriedly said: "No, you are all friends of grandpa, but if you go to the house to have a light meal, it will be lively and lively, so you can just go shopping. Grandpa was just joking. If everyone wants to go, it's just to save face, and you don't need to pay attention to other things."

   "That won't work," Mr. Mo snorted, "I don't want to look at Sang Niu Moo's face to eat."

  The old man is angry.

  Yu Zhi couldn't laugh or cry.

  Mr. Lan smiled and said: "It's okay, no matter what the relationship is, etiquette is still required. Your family has taken good care of Tianqin. I have long wanted to come to thank you, but it has always been inconvenient."

  Lao Sang’s family has just met relatives, and he came to the door at this time, suspected of being in a hurry to curry favor, outsiders saw it and talked too much.

   "Today is also a coincidence. Buy some things and express your feelings. Please don't refuse. In the future, I will have to work hard for my nephew and daughter-in-law to take care of me."

   "The child's parents are irresponsible, they only know about work, and they threw it to me since I was a child. I haven't received much love from my parents, and my temper is a bit lonely."

   "Since playing with Ye Zixiaolian, he has become much more lively and cheerful. We are very happy. His parents also want to thank him, but have never been able to find time."

  Yuzhi said: "Tianqin is very sensible. He is willing to grow the leaves and take care of them. We are also very grateful. We also have to thank the aunt at home for working so hard to cook food for the two children every day."

  Old man Lan waved his hand indifferently: "What's the matter, the child likes to eat, and the aunt at home is so happy."

  Mr. Mo rolled his eyes, leaned over and said, "I think my You Nan and your Ye Zi get along pretty well. From now on, let You Nan play with Ye Zi."

  Mo Younan...

other people…

   No, let's not talk about age, what is the criterion for judging how well you get along?

   "Grandpa," Mo Younan shouted tiredly, hasn't she lost enough face today?

  Old Master Mo glared over: "You stupid girl who doesn't know what to do, you can't be wrong if you listen to Grandpa."

  Mo Younan had no choice but to ask his grandfather for help.

  Mo Xunli is helpless and helpless, facing your great-grandpa, there is nothing grandpa can do.

  Mo Younan died in depression.

  Yuzhi smiled and said: "If You Nan doesn't dislike Ye Zi's trouble, it's good to play together. You Nan is steady, so he can bring more Ye Zi, that girl can't escape."

  Mo Younan smiled awkwardly. She and Yuzhi were almost two years old, but she ended up playing with her daughter. Does she want to lose face?

  Face is not important, anyway, Mr. Mo thinks that the Sang brothers and sisters are good, so he wants his unworthy descendants to get in touch with each other more, so that they can get close to Zhu Zhechi.

  It's a pity that I didn't bring any juniors of the same age here today, only Mo Younan and Sang Ye had an intersection, otherwise I wouldn't have to force such an old great-granddaughter.

  The old great-granddaughter... pierced my heart, and my heart is cold.

   We had a good chat here, while the three of Sang's father and son over there, together with Lan Tianqin who was dragged away, finally got rid of the crowd and ran over with a resentful expression on his face.

   "Let's go quickly," if you don't go, you should not be able to go.

  Mr. Mo smiled when he saw the father and son who were facing a formidable enemy. When fighting, isn't it quite arrogant?

Rubbing Sang Ye's head, he jokingly said, "Didn't you say that you are the family's military force? Why did your brother win two people, and your father won a group of people, and you are the weakest. How can you be the force force?" ?”

  Sang Ye rolled her eyes: "Why don't you always understand that the responsibility of military force is not the strongest responsibility. The responsibility of force is the first person to go up if something happens. Look at me just now, am I the first one to go up?"

  Mr. Mo was delighted when he heard it: "You little girl, you still play word games with me."

The old man couldn't stop laughing, and Sang Ye was in a hurry: "Oh, Grandpa Mo, stop laughing, let's go back and laugh slowly, Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa Lan, Grandpa Mo, hurry up, it's already past noon It's over, you are not hungry, let's go."

  The little girl was really afraid of the enthusiasm of those people, and her face was swollen from being pinched. Although she looks very cute, but she is taking the route of sister Ye Zi, how can she be pinched in the face casually.

Little cuties, if you want to correct the previous typos, you need to apply for it, which is a little troublesome, so I can only make up for it for the time being. I am deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused to the little cuties. In the future, the author will try to write as few typos as possible (* ^^*)