Believe in the mysterious gods and let them know that the final appearance will be meaningless.
Moreover, their genes and appearance can be changed after they stereotype God.
It should be recognized that this paunchy man in front of him is Tang Chuanhua, and Bonneville is suddenly immersed in nothing.
But this man’s last words made Bonneville feel shocked!
I just fell in love with him and rubbed his skin. This is the man’s bad taste, that’s all!
As a result, he suddenly called himself "Karsha"? !
The pot-bellied man was so excited to see the moonlight in his arms that he couldn’t help wondering, "I’m your beloved Paoo. Stop it. Our hide-and-seek game is over."
And he stepped up his efforts to get Bonneville into his arms again, and his hands were as strong as iron.
Bonneville didn’t care about any agreement. She suspected that life had made some efforts to push the pregnant man to let him stumble and almost fall.
This attracted the attention of many people on the side, but Bonneville used extraordinary power to make those people ignore the situation here
She turned to look around to search for Tang Chuan and said to the humanitarian in front of her, "I need you to forget something or lose your life. Which one do you choose?"
The pot-bellied man froze in place and finally laughed and walked forward with his hands open. "Of course, it is the latter. If you forget you, then what is life? It will make the world meaningless."
He said that he would come to hug.
Bonneville was so weird in her heart that she still felt weird because the man didn’t seem to be afraid of the sample.
However, when she was a pregnant man, she gave him an extraordinary energy that was neither too strong nor too weak.
Extraordinary forces hit him, but it was like blowing air, penetrating directly and disappearing.
He came to hold Bonneville in his arms and twisted his body to look like Tang Chuan.
Bonneville smiled bitterly and buried his head on his shoulder. Just now, the pregnant man needed to look up to see Bonneville. She was able to bow her head and lean on the shoulder of the person in front of her.
Bonnie Wildau: "I was really shocked. It was a wonderful drama."
Tang Chuan couldn’t help laughing, and some Bonneville would regard such a thing as a wonderful drama, right?
If it were someone else, it would have been furious.
After so many things, Bonneville’s heart capacity is naturally greater than that of many people. After the mystery of the drama is revealed, she will not suffer from ups and downs.
The most important thing is that Tang Chuan is the one who treats her badly.
Then whatever you do, Bonneville will find it interesting
Are you angry that a Christian always likes to play jokes on you?
Are you annoyed that a Buddhist Buddha always likes to play around you?
Is the heart still coming?
Although Tang Chuan is always absurd, he never deliberately offends others. No matter how much he does to the people around him, it is based on knowing that the other party will not hate him.
Tang Chuan swarmed into Bonnie Wildau. "Is this a wonderful drama? You really know how to compliment."
Bonneville laughed. "It’s not a compliment. That’s what I think."
Tang Chuan service road "I’m glad you want to finish this dance."
With that, Bonneville released heterogeneous energy around him and dissipated, and their bodies returned to the dance floor.
Halfway through the music, the two of them were left with half a rhythm to dance on the dance floor of their hearts.
Sweet and happy emotions are contained in graceful dancing, which are also handed to others through dance music.
At the end of the song, Tang Chuan also jumped to the edge of the dance floor. He held Bonneville’s hand and pressed his chest with the other hand to thank the cheering applause.
Bonneville also smiled and bowed slightly like a pair of dancers by Tang Chuan, thanking the audience after the opera.
Two people came to the dance floor slightly quiet corner to drink wine.
Bonneville looked a little red and said, "No one is as close to the people as you …?"
The most stalwart gods can dance in the mortal community and then bow down to thank them.
It’s hard to believe that such a thing would happen if it hadn’t happened.
After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, because of their thinking limitations, this era of ideological liberation will unify the imagination of the stalwart god as cold as the law. In all kinds of fantasies, the stalwart god is facial paralysis and cherishes words like gold.
It’s true that Gogan doesn’t care about this. He can make him feel happy and become sworn brothers with all kinds of people.
If you have a nest of insects and can shrink into the insect world one day, will you be happy to look around or sit there with facial paralysis, which is in line with your own insect control?
Tang Chuan didn’t explain what he meant. He said, "God loves all things, which means that God doesn’t love anything. There is nothing that human nature can’t touch, and I have something that human nature loves."
Then he raised Bonneville’s wrist and bowed his head and drank all the wine in her hand. "And love can revive humanity, and I can be touched more and more."
Bonneville blinked and said, "I get it, but I don’t understand it."
Tang Chuan laughed. "I loved it but I didn’t finish it."