Although Xuan Yuan was not very reliable, his temper was not ntioned. Father Xiao had put a donkey on him for five days and six hours and never saw him unhappy.
Whether colleagues are familiar or unfamiliar, he has never seen him like this, and was taken aback by him for a mont.
Yan Qiushan didn't care about pulling up the fra, and hugged Zhichun first to hide away. I'm afraid the flas held Zhichun's hair made of flax.
Zhang Zhao nervously put his fingers on his "stopwatch".
Director Xiao rarely snarled, the clubhouse was too big, and he was unfamiliar. He hurriedly called the workers and asked where the fire protection facilities were.
As an ordinary person, Huang Ju was really afraid that these talents would make a big move when they didn't agree: "Oh, no need, no need, the fire is not this fire ..."
Only Wang Ze is a real friend, and said sadly: "Director Xuan, you want to be clear, the unit is in trouble! Next month, I don't know where to go to drink the northwest wind. I can't spread the wild in Jin's house!"
In a word, everyone was sad to say from it, and I don't know what it was like to catch up.
Xuan Yuan's mouth seed to be stuck with sothing, and it was tightly tied into a line--it had to be so guarded against death, because he felt a quake in his heart, and opened the surface of "Good Tis and Good Tis" Events
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