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#1179 doomsday carnival (10)

The boys' faces suddenly changed.

Subconsciously, they looked at each other and saw a stiff and complicated emotion from each other's eyes.

"So this villa belongs to Ni Wei..." Someone reluctantly said.

From the great joy of finding such a magnificent villa as a place to stay, I slowly reminisce about it-

The villa must be the one with Miss Ni Wei and Miss Ni.

Although Song Ming has many auras, including school patriarch, student union president, school celebrities, etc., his family background can only be considered wealthy, far inferior to Ni Wei.

This villa is worth tens of millions of yuan in the land of S City.

Can't afford it.

The door of a high-end villa is a fingerprint lock.

Song Ming led them and his group over. The familiar way to enter fingerprints to open the villa made them mistakenly think that the villa belonged to Song Ming himself.

He flattered Song Ming for a long time with a little flattery.

Interestingly, Song Ming never clarified a sentence from beginning to end.

It seems that the villa is his default.

——Probably like them, I think Ni Wei is already a dead person.

Unexpectedly, the main person appears now.

This is fucking embarrassing.

He kicked off someone else's house, drove away his car, and occupied his house.

The boys' faces were hot and hot.

At the same time, "Brother Song", who was just 2.8 meters tall and aura in their minds, had a little disillusioned image after creating this, and now it is only 1.8 meters tall.

Anyone with a little bit of men's backbone may not be able to continue to live with peace of mind after Fenghua tear opens the fig leaf.

However, it is really dangerous outside now, so let them leave decisively...

sorry.

I can't do it!

But, beg Ni Wei to let them stay?

No boy can hold this face or open this mouth.

On the second day of the doomsday, civilization and etiquette have not completely collapsed, and have not experienced real despair. Dignity and face are still a very important thing in people's hearts.

How many people look at me, I look at you, and their eyes convey a meaning: Are you really leaving?

"Vivi."

An Ying walked out of the kitchen with freshly squeezed orange juice in her hand.

The latest Chanel Spring Collection Haute Couture Dress, with a black and soft, washed and blown dry hair draped over your shoulders.

Compared to the current charm of her miserable clothes, she looks more like the owner of this magnificent villa.

An Ying smiled with her lips and looked at Fenghua as if she was an ignorant child who was making trouble.

"Vivi, I know you must be angry, but there are now people-eating monsters everywhere. If you drive them out, you will definitely be in danger."

"When you are a classmate, Vivi, don't be like a young lady at this time, okay?"

"Come on, there are juice and cakes in the refrigerator. Vivi, fill in your stomach first, and I'll cook right away."

In a few words, the matter of leaving them behind her was lightly passed by, and he took the lead in taking the lead and stood on the moral commanding heights.

If Fenghua does not give in and does not agree to stay, he will not save him when he sees death, and will be ruthless and condemned by thousands of people.

Good means.

Compared to An Ying, the original main rank is much different.

Unfortunately, An Ying missed two points-

First, she is not Ni Wei from the past.

Second, now is the end of the world.

Fenghua raised his slender eyebrows.
Chapter completed!
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