The last part of the award ceremony is naturally everyone taking photos together. So the important task of photography was handed over to our best photographer, Brother Ouyang, whose sketch copying is comparable to a human printing press. Everyone stood in front of the counter, each with a statuette. After all, even Xu Xiaoer won the âBest Atmosphere Groupâ. oh.... Princess Jiang's hands were empty. She pinched the corner of her skirt and stood not far away holding her little backpack, looking at it with longing and envy. She did not go to Tingfeng Tower with Brother Li. So there is no prize. In fact, she really wants Little Brother Li. If someone doesn't want him and throws it away, she will pick it up again... But looking at the golden figure of the little golden man, he might not be able to wait any longer...
Sugarcaneââ A little golden man suddenly fell to the ground. Jiang Chulong raised his head blankly. But Li Mo looked up at the sky and said strangely: "Where is my little golden man?" Jiang Chulong picked it up and was about to say something when she saw Li Mo wink at her again. "Chorong also gets a prize." "What...what?" "Do you often pick up trash?" "Hmm...hmm." "Congratulations, you have played an exemplary and leading role in local environmental sanitation! This must be severely rewarded!" In fact, picking up garbage is just Chulong's personal hobby. When she was pulled over, she was happy and a little embarrassed. Everyone stood together. "Everyone smile." Li Mo subconsciously shouted as he took her little golden figure from Bingtuozi's hand. In my memory before the mystery of the womb, his family would take several family photos every year in his previous life. Standing with everyone now, it really feels like the atmosphere when we took the family photo. emmmm
I think about laughing. Li Mo looked at Bingtuozi, a poor man standing next to him with a smile. It's back, it's all back. It's a numbing sensation on the scalp. "What's the matter?" Jiang Chulong turned his head, and his delicate body suddenly trembled. Sister Bing's fake smile... very scary! How to make Bingtuozi smile quickly? Perhaps this is the biggest problem of this ceremony. "I tried my best." Ying Bing returned to his expressionless face, which actually made him look softer. "Well, you really worked hard..." Li Mo wanted to say that laughter is not something that can be solved through hard work. Telling jokes like last time will definitely not work. but. He is a genius, and he has an idea. Li Mo looked at the girl's slender waist. Girls all have a special part that is very sensitive. Guess what it is? 3.... 2..... 1..... Thatâs right, itâs Itchy Meat! Li Mo took advantage of his unpreparedness and launched a sneak attack! Paji... Talk. Even though Bingtuozi looks cold, it actually has the delicate fragrance of nephrite and is quite comfortable... "If it doesn't work, don't draw me..." Ying Bing's unfinished words came to an abrupt end, and she pursed her lips to swallow them.
There was a tingling sensation of electric shock in her waist, flowing through her whole body like an electric current. She couldn't help but curl up her fingers and even shrink her neck slightly. Looking down, the young man raised his head expectantly. "Are you laughing?" "..." Ying Bing is not hehe. "!" When he saw the cold anger in Danfeng's eyes, classmate Xiao Li realized something. Xiao Li, it seems that not every idea is genius... send. Sure enough, the next moment, the soft flesh around the waist was twisted up and rotated 180 degrees. Because of his sneak attack. Bingtuozi doesnât talk about martial ethics anymore. "Song Song Song...hiss..." Li Mo took a breath of cold air and covered her cold little hands with tears in his eyes. However, the more he covered her, the tighter his grip became. Qian Bufan didn't look at it: "...Hey" Xue Jing smiled happily: "Tsk, tsk, hey..." Shang Wu suddenly smiled with relief: "Haha...it belongs to your grandma." Including Ouyang and Shen Yunfei, the older ones fell into deep thought. Because I suddenly felt that if they appeared in the painting, they would probably be... redundant. Jiang Chulong was a little anxious. Xu Xiaoer... showed a wise look in his eyes. Don't worry about him, he's crazy. Ouyang is still smart and picks up his pen. So this scene was frozen forever. He even thoughtfully painted himself on it. ... At night. Restaurant roof.
"Is this what I looked like at that time?" Ying Bing was in a daze. Looking at the portrait, the coldness in her eyes was no longer replaced by a hint of anger, and she pinched the soft flesh on Li Mo's waist. In fact, there is no need to ask this question. In the painting, Elder Qian's helplessness, Elder Xue's relief, Shang Wu's stinky face, Jiang Chulong's caution, and everyone's back-pedaling tactics... These are all things that really happened just now. Especially him. He looked like he was holding his waist and sucking in the cold air, with his handsome face contorted. Itâs vivid in my mind. "Let nature take its course..." Ying Bing took a sip of tea, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Why be confused? Isn't she in this picture very harmonious? "But next time I have to tell him that he can't touch a woman casually..." Ying Bing recalled the touch, and goose bumps appeared on his neck. Speaking of which, there was no system trouble this time. How come he was touched by him, and it was the same as the previous sword duel..... [Ding Dongââ] Hi hi hi, what a coincidence. The system prompts that this thing has come up again. [Countdown to the next ranking comparison: one day. ] [The penalty content is: request the winner to touch, more than 80% of the area...] Before. Ying Bing thought it was nothing. But the feeling just now came to my heart, and it was always lingering..... Some things are like this. The more you want to forget, the more deeply rooted it is in your mind. .........
On the other side. In the restaurant villa, beside the dragon and tiger pill furnace. "Ah..." Li Mo put the painting on his knees and waited for Senior Brother Xiaobao and Elder Xue. He planned to condense the last of the seven Xuandan today. Then you can try the Tianfan style. "What's wrong with you, Junior Brother Li?" Ouyang passed by and saw him sighing. He didn't understand. How could someone like Junior Brother Li still have troubles? "I was thinking that geniuses also have problems with their thoughts." "What's the problem?" Ouyang felt that he was also a genius, and he was much older. He should be able to enlighten Junior Brother Li and save this lost lamb. "Senior Brother Ouyang, do you understand what women are thinking?" "You have painted so many beauties, you should know a lot about this... Senior Brother Ouyang?" Li Mo sighed. But he found that Senior Brother Ouyang was silent. He turned around. He saw Senior Brother Ouyang with his dead fish eyes drooping, staring at him with eyes that were more resentful than ghosts. "Your grandmother." "Huh?" "Don't even talk about love dogs, what's so good about women in reality? The little sisters and young ladies in the paintings are still more fragrant." "......" Li Mo was silent. Although I don't know why Senior Brother Ouyang reacted so strongly. But he seemed to have accidentally given birth to the first two-thorn ape in the nine heavens and ten earths... Student Li changed the subject:
"By the way, Senior Brother Ouyang, why are you also in the painting?" "Of course, I use my Qi to control the pen." "Huh?" "Do you think it's normal to control the sword with Qi?" "Normal." "Then what's unreasonable about using Qi to control the pen and letting the pen draw automatically?" "...It makes sense."