Apocalypse Cockroach: Thirty-nine hey! My waist

Lying quietly on the bed and looking at the top of the cave, “Another day, this is the first few days after I came out of the house?” Zhang Xiaoqiang thought a little boredly, “Why did you have to drink that glass of water yesterday?” Thinking of the Zhang Xiaoqiang that was pulled with Yang Ke’er yesterday, I feel the chrysanthemum is tight.

“Early! Uncle!” Yang Ke’er stood eagerly in front of the bed and asked Good Morning to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

By the light coming through the cracks in the stone wall, Zhang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes and looked at the Yang Ke’er standing in front of him. Yang Ke’er seems to be a bit different from normal days, and there is a feeling of being unspeakable.

Yang Ke’er‘s hair is tied to the back of the right ear with the ponytail as usual, the hair is fluffy and dark black moist and shiny, the two big eyes are curved like Yueya’er, flickering through the naughty, delicate and small nose Slightly wrinkled, inside the rose-colored lips is a small silver tooth like a porcelain shell, which is slightly exposed with the smile of Yang Ke’er.

moist and shiny bright and clean melon seeds dazzled with two small dimples on the face, no blush on the cheeks, but two healthy and natural blushes, with a small chin that slightly tilted outward, like a delicate sun flower. Coupled with wearing a camouflage suit, the whole is a brave little military flower.

Today’s Yang Ke’er is as dazzling as a sun flower, and the dazzling Zhang Xiaoqiang is dizzy. “Nothing!” Zhang Xiaoqiang despised himself, how to say that he also read through three hundred pieces of porn, and how could he be seen when he sees the old bird with red hair and white head What about little girl?

“Kya! Uncle, you seem to be younger today!” Yang Ke’er discovered the New World and was a little surprised.

“Ha! Really?” Zhang Xiaoqiang touched his chin beautifully, “Does the rain have a beauty effect?” Zhang Xiaoqiang thought secretly.

“Really, really, you used to look as old as my dad, but now you look as young as my uncle!” Yang Ke’er said vowedly, in order to prove herself, she looked around for a small mirror to photograph him Look.

“…” Zhang Xiaoqiang was deeply hit, and now his title has dropped from uncle to uncle. “I’m not blaming the milo!” Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted in his heart.

“If you continue, you may be able to change from uncle to brother!” Yang Ke’er added again.

“Brother?” An old song flashed in Zhang Xiaoqiang‘s heart.

Sister, you boldly move forward Kya

Go forward and don’t go back to Kya

Tongtian Road

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Kya

Sister, you go forward Kya boldly

Go forward and don’t go back to Kya

Tongtian Road

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Kya

Sister, go forward boldly

Move forward and back to the Kya head

Since then you have built up the Red Embroidery Building Kya

Red hydrangeas are thrown

I was hitting my head Kya

Drink a pot of Kya with you

Red sorghum liquor Kya

Red sorghum liquor Kya

Sister, go ahead boldly Kya

Move forward and return to the head of Kya

“Uncle, look!” Yang Ke’er turned out a small mirror from somewhere to Zhang Xiaoqiang, interrupting his fantasizing.

“Hey…haha…” Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the little white face in the small mirror and smiled with a frown.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang was an otaku before Doomsday, in the mirror was a little fat man with binocular blindness, fatness, and weakness. Now he is a young guy with a fair and smooth skin, about 27 or 8 years old, and a little handsome, with a chin on his chin beard stubble still looks a bit masculine.

Zhang Xiaoqiang touched his chin and looked at the mirror and sighed a classic line: “It feels so good to be young!”

“Uncle, when will you eat Kya, hungry!” Yang Ke’er interrupted Zhang Xiaoqiang‘s Lone Fang again.

“Uh, uh…” The spatula flew up and down in the iron pan, the bacon and cabbage were constantly turned in the iron pan, and a tantalizing fragrance spread to the nose and the greedy worm in the belly. Also began to call.

A pot of white rice, a large plate of bacon and stir-fried cabbage are firmly placed on the simple dining table, Yang Ke’er quickly sandwiches lean meat, and disregards fat. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked very depressed on one side, and very depressed when eating. “I also like to eat lean meat!” The heart shouted silently.

If you can’t bear it, you don’t have to bear it! Zhang Xiaoqiang clipped all the lean meat into his bowl, and then tasted it slowly.

“Uncle, how can you do this?” Yang Ke’er is very angry, very angry, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang‘s eyes is very fierce, a picture of the poor middle peasant’s bitter hatred of the landlord class, it seems that the next moment will treat Zhang Xiaoqiang as Cockroach Stepped on one foot.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is your thunder and lightning, and I stand still until the skin burnt with Yang Ke’er‘s burning eyes.

“Ah! The face is not thick enough!” Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head and pulled a piece of fat from the plate into the Yang Ke’er bowl. He said lightly: “Children are not allowed to pick food!”

“Little stingy, stingy, dead skin, I poked me to stab you!” Yang Ke’er muttered in his mouth, chopsticks in his hand poked the fat in the bowl.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was unmoved and just buried his head in a meal, a click sounded from Yang Ke’er, raised his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang dumbfounded.

A pair of chopsticks through the fatty meat through the rice below through the bottom of the bowl ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Yang Ke’er release the chopsticks and looked at his right hand silly, Zhang Xiaoqiang with a big mouth dumbly looking through Chopsticks over the bowl, the grains of rice in the mouth have come from the corner of the mouth.

“There is a problem with the bowl!” Yang Ke’er grumbled to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“Uncle, look at Kya! This stick is too sturdy!” Yang Ke’er showed off to Zhang Xiaoqiang with his hand broken into two horns.

“Damn it! You must have deliberately broken it, I don’t know what I did?” Zhang Xiaoqiang thinks this is Yang Ke’er‘s revenge for having just let her eat fat.

“Hey Kya! Really, I don’t believe it!” Yang Ke’er lifted the three fingers of the gun body in his right hand and flicked, and the “ka wipe” gun body broke again. Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath.

“You go and take a look at the bag of rice.” The two stood beside the grain pile and Zhang Xiaoqiang said looking at Yang Ke’er.

“Uncle, you bully me again, I can hold such a heavy stuff!” Yang Ke’er complained in his mouth as he walked to the grain pile and picked up a rice bag with both hands.

The rice bag of more than one hundred kilograms was lifted lightly on the chest like a balloon by Yang Ke’er. Yang Ke’er seemed to be puzzled when he held the rice bag. He held the corner of the bag in one hand and turned around in the air a few times.

“Uncle? Is it cotton?” Yang Ke’er asked suspiciously.

“No! You threw me over!” Zhang Xiaoqiang deeply regretted the decision he made for himself.

Ricebag hit the Zhang Xiaoqiang hard with the wind, and he was hit by a huge impact.

“Oh hey! My waist!!!” Zhang Xiaoqiang screamed under the rice bag.

“Haha! Uncle, did you say that I turned into Superman? Hey! Female Superman, I’m salted egg Superman, Hahaha Ha…” Yang Ke’er said that the strength of his complacent hands was increased.

“His! Tap, you want to pinch me to death?” Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the bed and shouted to Yang Ke’er who was giving him a waist massage.