Chapter 3167

It's just that Jiang Xinrui doesn't seem to like making friends with him that much. He hasn't seen him for a few years. He looks better. According to Tiandi's elder brother, a lot of things have happened in the spring breeze of Shili

Jiang Xinrui did a lot of things in the middle, and even came to heaven to share Huasheng's hard work.

I can see that she is really changing.

He should feel happy, happy for her.

As for him, he certainly won't disturb her. He never felt his identity. Since she cared so much, he didn't dare to affect her life.

After all, in the eyes of thick, Jiang Xinrui, she will not lack of friends, let alone her.

Thinking of this, nongnong can't help feeling lost

"Yo Yo..."

"What's that smell?"

"Lost breath..."

"It's a little sour..."

Just as the thick light was looking at Jiang Xinrui, a few words of schadenfreude came out of his hand.

There is no entity of the body into a variety of shapes, and even make a solemn exclamation of life, in the thick ear murmur.

"Shut up, what are you talking about?"

"Don't talk when it's time to talk, but keep talking when it's time not to talk."

"If I ask you something serious, just pretend to be dumb. I don't think you want to go out to play!"

Thick thick hear the voice under the body, immediately Jun face a red, immediately don't know what to say, quickly will these book spirit group up, press in the hand.

Block their mouths.

It's just that the spirit of books has no substance, and the so-called mouth is just imitation. No matter how they gamble, as long as they want to speak, they can still make sound.

And Jiang Xinrui is not far away. He is afraid to be heard. For a moment, his face becomes more and more red. He looks at Jiang Xinrui's direction with worry. He is afraid that she will turn around suddenly.

"If you don't take us out, we won't tell you stories!"

The book spirit is very arrogant of say, then take advantage of thick concentration pressure a time, squeezed out from the palm, then flew to the head of river heart pistil.

"Little beauty, how are you when I meet you for the first time?"

"I'm the spirit of all things. You can call me Xiaowan. I'm 1322 years old. How about you? What's your name? "

"Did you know him before? Don't be embarrassed, this beauty loves to play with beauty, but why don't you play together? He can... "

Xiaowan, like a firefly, twists his magic wings and flies around Jiang Xinrui's head.

Although it's irritating to talk to nongnong, I especially like him. Seeing him unhappy is the first thing to act.

Who called thick thick good-looking, it likes to see beauty.

Now I see Jiang Xinrui. For a moment, Xiaowan doesn't know who to help.

But fortunately, it was not dazzled by the beauty. I still remember that nongnong often took them out to play. How to say, he had to repay his kindness first

It's an emotional spirit.

But before he finished, he was interrupted. Needless to say, it must be thick.

Thick thick what also don't care about, flash body fly past, a small Wan from the head of river heart pistil pinched in the hand, like pressing cotton, a pinch.

Try to shut it up and stop talking.

Just when he was anxious to catch Xiaowan, the other spirits in his hand were not bound, and then he flew to jiangxinrui, chirping, saying that Xiaowan had not finished.

"Are you Xiaorui?"

"It's as good-looking as nongnong, but why don't you be friends?"