Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The teenagers who played the battlefield saw the seasons on weekdays. Which one was not eager to meet, and then pointed out that Ji Li could be able to say a few words to himself in front of the home, and he had already seen the habit of making a good fortune. Gesture.

However, they never dreamed that they would one day see this arrogant butler, and publicly slap their own slap in the face!

Everyone was dumbfounded. Even in the martial arts field, the mentors of Jijia were attracted by the "squeaky" sound here. They crowded through the crowd and saw the season squatting on the ground, topping one Zhang Hong swollen face, left and right hands open the bow, greeting the face back and forth.

The mentor is also embarrassed.

It should be known that Ji Li’s status in Jijia is not low, that is, they all need to be polite when they see him on weekdays.

Such a master of the home is heavy, so I have to say that I have to kneel down to others. I am afraid that apart from the owner, he has never done this gift to anyone in the quarter.

When the instructors saw the person standing in front of the season, the surprise in the heart was like a huge wave.

Monsoon smoke?

How could it be her?

The person who made the season slander and punish himself is actually the humblest Miss Nine of the entire season.

What kind of joke?

"Season... Miss Nine, what is going on here?" The famous mentor was brave enough to speak, and wanted to call the name of the monsoon smoke, but the words changed to the next level.

The monsoon smoke turned slightly, and the white face was covered with an innocent smile. She looked at the instructor and said, "I don't know. I just mentioned the rules of the season housekeeper in the same season. He went to me. So strong, and I started to beat myself myself without saying anything, I am confused."

The monsoon smoke has some doubts, and the eyes are even more innocent.

The instructor who opened the door didn't know what to say for a while, and he could only swallow the water channel: "Do you want to let the housekeeper get up first? This way... it doesn't look good."

The monsoon smoked a nod, and nodded. Turning his head and looking at the face, he was still slap in the face. "The housekeeper, I know that you are powerless to me, but you don't have to punish it like this. You are enough, you will get up soon."

The broadness of the monsoon smoke, but the words in other people's ears sounded a little speechless.

Everyone does not think that Ji Li will do this because he is not inferior to the monsoon smoke, saying that he is demon, they are willing to believe some.

The eyes that have already been drawn by myself are taking the guise of Venus, and they are even more willing to swear.

Who is jealous of her?

Who is going to punish himself?

She is too self-satisfied!

However, Ji Li is now a word can not say, and the left and right faces have been beaten red and swollen, the mouth has also broken a lot of mouths, mouth full of **** foam, where can open mouth?

Ji Li was shocked and annoyed. As a quarterly housekeeper, why have he been so embarrassed?

However, he simply could not stop his "self-harm".

When everyone did not understand why the season was so self-abuse, no one noticed that the five fingers of the hand with the monsoon smoke on the side of the body were shaking with slight tempo. If you look closely, you can see that every time her finger trembles, it is completely synchronized with the frequency of the season's slap in the face!