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There is no place to go, so I can only go home by myself, so I feel depressed and only have a bottle of good wine to drink.
After rummaging through the refrigerator, I thankfully had leftover rice, so I simply threw it into the pot and threw it to cook. I opened the bottle of new ones and took it halfway through the wine.
Maybe it's all the use of the mug at hand, and the depth is estimated to be unknown.
The plan is the plan, and the change is that after drinking half a bottle, I completely forgot that there is a pot on the fire.
When I was confused and discovered, the kitchen was already shining with red oranges, and I was about to refine elixirs and ascend to the immortal world.
So when the bastard who is a college student is supposed to stay and push the door open and enter, he just wears oven gloves to carry the deformed equipment that is black to the extreme carbonization and abstract from the stove to the pool.
The oil stars in the pot were burned out, and the red metal was poured on cold water, and more smoke came out of his head and face.
The door of the house was opened, and the turbid white air was pouring out against the door frame and the roof.
Under the warm-toned spotlights in the public corridor, the sky was covered with mist and a scent, and the light scattered a thick layer of dark smoke and dust.
When people with too large moves with restraint, they will create a sense of unreasonable funnyness.
The man leaned back his head, covering half of his face and knew that his eyes must be widening.
I only saw the other party changing his shoes honestly, taking off his coat and hanging it up properly, and walking it in a very cramped manner.
Finally, he resisted the physiological instinct of frowning and shrinking his nose, pulled down his eye mask, posing a well-behaved and obedient face, and blinked straight towards the person under the smoke.
It’s not that they deliberately disturb you from setting fire... I leaned forward with my head and leaned forward with my hands behind my back, which was so sincere that it was really true.
He asked softly, "Wife wants help?"We will burn whatever we don’t like, huh?
I'm really angry now.
The reasons for anger are too rich for a while but they are all very trivial.
For example, when I heard you say that I just wanted to make some food, I was scared when I was walking around the house, I was ventilating the windows and ventilating the air conditioner, and I was terrified to myself. I was calculating how much fine the community would have to pay for this time, such as throwing a pot of burnt carbide and a completely carbonized pot into the combustible garbage, stuffing the barrels into the broken and deforming.
After much thought, you pointed at it and said that the inside was considered raw garbage, and the pot was considered non-combustible.
The other party thought for a while, sat down on the spot after half a second of silence, stretched out half of his arm and went in to dig it out.
What is that expression and what is it that fart?
So if you ask Mr. Wuzhao, do you have any insights into the definition of kitchen waste?
Mr. Wujo endured for a long time to adjust his emotions and explained only this. The pot looks very flammable in your hands. If you work harder, you will definitely burn it. PUBUのお日恕んメッチャモエだから.
The kindergarten was over, and the other children were picked up, leaving only himself standing at the school gate.
I waited until the sky was getting late and the red clouds were everywhere and I cried until I was about to die.
The huge man held a black pot and waved his charcoal-brown fingers, happily showing his art masterpiece he had just finished improvised.
Jan!!Please watch!!Die!!!Other comments.
Rub the edge of the mug again and again, and then lift the handle of the cup, and you threw your dick straight out at the simple drawing drawn on the bottom of the pot.
There was no crackling sound as expected, and even steamed sand into rice could not be broken by metal and stone.
The dog was muttering, it was so dangerous. He threw the pot back into the wrong trash can, and held the cup he had just caught with his back hand. Then the person took the opportunity to come over again. Why are you willing to throw away the pair of things... It's too much, I'm going to cry for you to see?If I didn’t catch it just now... then the old ones won’t go to the new ones!!It’s because my wife fell so well. Let’s buy a new pair, right?♡
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When spring is warm and flowers are blooming, when all things are revived, tomorrow there will be tsunamis, storms, storms, and storms.
There must be a cause for abnormalities.Is the world going to be destroyed, or is this forced to know that the dead end is coming to your death to make up all the sour cliches that you owe over the years?
If nothing is true, the problem is the night before yesterday.
Three hours full of myths.
Is it because you are lingering in the place of romance, or is it that you call your friends to go to the wine pool and meat forest?
I know that inference is outrageous, but it is definitely a tragic thing that cannot be said.
After all, if you have a little bit of legitimacy, this guy can easily turn black and white into a reversal, and then he will eventually have to have moral kidnapping to force the victim to be willing to give him a sexy massage.
It's so pleasing, so there are definitely big problems that are difficult to talk about.
It's so bad, why can't I really lose my memory and change my mind and become a new person?
You raised your neck and shouted at the man squatting in the kitchen to clean the floor, saying you can bear it, where did you go to have an extramarital affair that night.
The other party stood up with his knees and threw the tissue dyed red by the wine into the wrong trash can. When he turned his head, he said that it was written all over his face.
Can you pick when cheating?You ask.
Can you have more imagination in choreography of slander?He said that compared to this, it would be considered decent if he falsely accused others of subverting the state power.
When he turned his back to wash his hands, he said, "I knew it was definitely not over." When he approached, he said, "It's a record-breaking time. This time he could hold it in for three days. He pulled you up like a little chicken, and took it straight to the entrance. He muttered something and got close, but he didn't hear it clearly.
And there is obviously something wrong with being unable to say it.
I guessed it right, right? I didn’t do good things, right!!You beat people and shout, "You are so angry that you want to throw me out, right?"!
Stop kidding.After glanced sideways, he changed to a hug. The man took advantage of the situation and wiped both hands on you. The water and soil can be combustible, the moon cannot be combustible, and the garbage sorting is not recycled.
There is no place to go, so I can only go home by myself, so I feel depressed and only have a bottle of good wine to drink.
After rummaging through the refrigerator, I thankfully had leftover rice, so I simply threw it into the pot and threw it to cook. I opened the bottle of new ones and took it halfway through the wine.
Maybe it's all the use of the mug at hand, and the depth is estimated to be unknown.
The plan is the plan, and the change is that after drinking half a bottle, I completely forgot that there is a pot on the fire.
When I was confused and discovered, the kitchen was already shining with red oranges, and I was about to refine elixirs and ascend to the immortal world.
So when the bastard who is a college student is supposed to stay and push the door open and enter, he just wears oven gloves to carry the deformed equipment that is black to the extreme carbonization and abstract from the stove to the pool.
The oil stars in the pot were burned out, and the red metal was poured on cold water, and more smoke came out of his head and face.
The door of the house was opened, and the turbid white air was pouring out against the door frame and the roof.
Under the warm-toned spotlights in the public corridor, the sky was covered with mist and a scent, and the light scattered a thick layer of dark smoke and dust.
When people with too large moves with restraint, they will create a sense of unreasonable funnyness.
The man leaned back his head, covering half of his face and knew that his eyes must be widening.
I only saw the other party changing his shoes honestly, taking off his coat and hanging it up properly, and walking it in a very cramped manner.
Finally, he resisted the physiological instinct of frowning and shrinking his nose, pulled down his eye mask, posing a well-behaved and obedient face, and blinked straight towards the person under the smoke.
It’s not that they deliberately disturb you from setting fire... I leaned forward with my head and leaned forward with my hands behind my back, which was so sincere that it was really true.
He asked softly, "Wife wants help?"We will burn whatever we don’t like, huh?
I'm really angry now.
The reasons for anger are too rich for a while but they are all very trivial.
For example, when I heard you say that I just wanted to make some food, I was scared when I was walking around the house, I was ventilating the windows and ventilating the air conditioner, and I was terrified to myself. I was calculating how much fine the community would have to pay for this time, such as throwing a pot of burnt carbide and a completely carbonized pot into the combustible garbage, stuffing the barrels into the broken and deforming.
After much thought, you pointed at it and said that the inside was considered raw garbage, and the pot was considered non-combustible.
The other party thought for a while, sat down on the spot after half a second of silence, stretched out half of his arm and went in to dig it out.
What is that expression and what is it that fart?
So if you ask Mr. Wuzhao, do you have any insights into the definition of kitchen waste?
Mr. Wujo endured for a long time to adjust his emotions and explained only this. The pot looks very flammable in your hands. If you work harder, you will definitely burn it. PUBUのお日恕んメッチャモエだから.
The kindergarten was over, and the other children were picked up, leaving only himself standing at the school gate.
I waited until the sky was getting late and the red clouds were everywhere and I cried until I was about to die.
The huge man held a black pot and waved his charcoal-brown fingers, happily showing his art masterpiece he had just finished improvised.
Jan!!Please watch!!Die!!!Other comments.
Rub the edge of the mug again and again, and then lift the handle of the cup, and you threw your dick straight out at the simple drawing drawn on the bottom of the pot.
There was no crackling sound as expected, and even steamed sand into rice could not be broken by metal and stone.
The dog was muttering, it was so dangerous. He threw the pot back into the wrong trash can, and held the cup he had just caught with his back hand. Then the person took the opportunity to come over again. Why are you willing to throw away the pair of things... It's too much, I'm going to cry for you to see?If I didn’t catch it just now... then the old ones won’t go to the new ones!!It’s because my wife fell so well. Let’s buy a new pair, right?♡
six
When spring is warm and flowers are blooming, when all things are revived, tomorrow there will be tsunamis, storms, storms, and storms.
There must be a cause for abnormalities.Is the world going to be destroyed, or is this forced to know that the dead end is coming to your death to make up all the sour cliches that you owe over the years?
If nothing is true, the problem is the night before yesterday.
Three hours full of myths.
Is it because you are lingering in the place of romance, or is it that you call your friends to go to the wine pool and meat forest?
I know that inference is outrageous, but it is definitely a tragic thing that cannot be said.
After all, if you have a little bit of legitimacy, this guy can easily turn black and white into a reversal, and then he will eventually have to have moral kidnapping to force the victim to be willing to give him a sexy massage.
It's so pleasing, so there are definitely big problems that are difficult to talk about.
It's so bad, why can't I really lose my memory and change my mind and become a new person?
You raised your neck and shouted at the man squatting in the kitchen to clean the floor, saying you can bear it, where did you go to have an extramarital affair that night.
The other party stood up with his knees and threw the tissue dyed red by the wine into the wrong trash can. When he turned his head, he said that it was written all over his face.
Can you pick when cheating?You ask.
Can you have more imagination in choreography of slander?He said that compared to this, it would be considered decent if he falsely accused others of subverting the state power.
When he turned his back to wash his hands, he said, "I knew it was definitely not over." When he approached, he said, "It's a record-breaking time. This time he could hold it in for three days. He pulled you up like a little chicken, and took it straight to the entrance. He muttered something and got close, but he didn't hear it clearly.
And there is obviously something wrong with being unable to say it.
I guessed it right, right? I didn’t do good things, right!!You beat people and shout, "You are so angry that you want to throw me out, right?"!
Stop kidding.After glanced sideways, he changed to a hug. The man took advantage of the situation and wiped both hands on you. The water and soil can be combustible, the moon cannot be combustible, and the garbage sorting is not recycled.
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