Future of Interstellar: I Gave Birth to Cubs for Dinosaurs

Over there, King Xiang West tried to digest the instructional video prepared by his father’s affection. Here, Sikong Miao’er sneaked up a trumpet to pretend to be the world’s worst, and openly called on the citizens of the Podotaya Empire to kick King West from power. , Hold up the little ancestor of the'Tianxia Zong Gong'!

According to netizens, King West is now ‘no’ able to ‘lift’ the female high, but in turn, he will be ‘lifted' by the female, which is simply detrimental to the king’s face! That being the case, Sikong Miao'er doesn't mind encouraging everyone to replace King West, and recommends the "invincible and invincible" pure natural chrysanthemum. Only he attacked others and no one attacked him. The royal cubs throne. Candidate Mr. Little Ancestor is crowned the king's throne!

In order to prove that the little ancestor is really no monthly worker, Sikong Miao'er also specially took the little ancestor's **** photos and uploaded it to Guangwang, using facts to speak.

It is a pity that the vast majority of netizens sprayed him on fake photos, frolicked about royal relationships, and leaked naked photos of underage cubs.

Alas! Suddenly facing a group of netizens with three views, Sikong Miaoer is really used to it!

The cooking robot uttered a'boarding' sound, indicating: Master, the food is ready.

Sikong Miaoer turned off the optical network to avoid everyone's concentrated fire attack. "Little ancestor, it seems that we have to find other ways to make you ascend the throne smoothly."

Now that the food is ready, I have to go back and coax Mr. Fuju who is widely recognized by netizens.

"Why are the curtains closed?" Don't let the free sunlight outside, have to turn on such dim headlights, is it because you don't spend your own electricity bill? Sikong Miao'er asked the robot to put the food on the table and asked the King West.

King West was wearing a suit and carrying a long whip in his hand, "You get back." The robot butler quickly picked up the little ancestor and retired.

"What's wrong?" Did he already know that he was spreading rumors on Guangwang?

With a "pop", the whip hit the ground, a roundabout, and the tip of the whip was accurately held by King West. "Sikong Miao'er, come here."

Sikong Miaoer perceives the danger and prepares to escape. "What are you doing!"

"It seems that Xiao Sikong Miao'er needs to go through a long time to learn to behave, doesn't it?" King West smiled evilly, and took a few steps forward to catch Sagong Miao'er and threw the person onto the bed. Weiss King Te used the handle of the whip against Sikong Miao'er's chin so that his head could not be lowered. "Unbehaved females have to be punished." The tone was relaxed, but there was joy in his eyes.

"What are you doing!" Sikong Miao'er raised the arm between the two and tried to push King West away, but how could his strength rival King West?

"Hehe, you're not good again." King West squinted, and from nowhere, he took out a fluffy handcuff and handcuffed one of Si Kong Miao'er's hand to the bedpost.

"Water? What are you doing! West!"

"Fuck you." King West licked his lips, which he wanted to say a long time ago. Since the gentleman's law of chasing females doesn't work, let's try the S-M compulsory love sent by my father!

"You let me go! Bastard!" Sikong Miao'er began a fierce resistance, but soon his other hand was also handcuffed, but it was on the other side of the bed. Sikong Miao'er kicked his legs, trying to kick King West in the lower limbs.

King West had already seen his little plan. He grabbed the feet of the person with one hand, and swiped the whip handle along the bottom of the opponent's feet to the thigh, and then slipped a few times to the base of the thigh. Sikong Miao'er twisted his body and blushed and said, "Let go of me..." The tone of voice has not been as strong as before, but has softened.

King West felt that this trick was better than the overbearing president, so he again used the whip handle to trick him and deliberately crushed and slid on the little brother Sagong Miaoer. Sagong Miaoer couldn't help sending out "Um...Don't..." with a sticky feeling. sound.