At this time, Shila Amzah is no longer holding Goethe’s arm with both hands, but lying on Goethe’s back with his hands around Goethe’s neck and legs firmly wrapped around Goethe’s waist.
"Come on!"
"No!"
"Come quickly!"
"Then tell me the knowledge of the’ Crazy King Heritage’ first!"
"I don’t know!"
"You lied to me!"
……
Goethe’s voice is full of Nai Shila Amzah’s voice but full of vitality.
Not only crisp and pleasant, but also full of stubbornness
Everyone walked over to see Swart and even moved a Mazar-e-Mazar to sit there and watch.
Suddenly someone shouted-
"Look at the sunny day!"
Cloudy Tuscany fortress, a touch of sunshine pierced the dark clouds, so it spilled
Just shine on the racecourse
The moment Goethe Shila Amzah was dyed with a touch of gold.
Warm but not dazzling
At this moment, people look at two people who are closely attached to each other and can’t help but think of themselves.
It’s so beautiful
Is so …
Plop!
As far as all people recall their beautiful youth, they can no longer bear Goethe’s shoulder throw and throw Shila Amzah into the mire in front of them. Shila Amzah also showed no weakness. When Goethe turned and left, he rushed to open his mouth and bit Goethe’s calf.
Suddenly everyone was twitching at the corners of their mouths.
Especially Swart shook his head and sighed.
"Alas, youth is gone."
Soon, everyone stopped watching two people beat in the mire.
No matter how good-looking a person is, it’s not much better to paste a face of mud.
A good atmosphere and mud will make people shake their heads and sigh.
Just two minutes later, Goethe and Shila Amzah were already stained with mud.
After about half an hour, Shila Amzah lay flat in the mire and gasped.
Goethe wanted to find a cleaner place to rest, but after looking at himself covered in mud, he simply learned to look like Shila Amzah and lay in the mire.
He looked up at the sky slightly lost in thought.
Not thinking or planning.
It is rare for Goethe to have a blank mind at this moment.
No vigilance, no defense, no layout
There’s nothing.
Long-lost relaxation, Goethe’s body
When was the first time?
When you retire on the street!
And then …
Come here!
Goethe couldn’t help sighing at the thought of coming to the’ anchor world’.
That’s more depressing than his club. He’s always worried about death.
Even now, he almost forgot how long he had been here.
Dead every day, chasing forward
Mind its trifles.
If he hadn’t been lying down at the moment, he would have forgotten what rest was.
"thank you"
Goethe suddenly said
Aside Shila Amzah one leng.
Then the lady rolled over and sat up and looked at Goethe suspiciously. When she saw Goethe lying there with his eyes closed and relaxed, she could grab a handful of mud and quietly paste it on Goethe’s face.
And I was about to express my feelings when I relaxed. Goethe didn’t notice these.
"I haven’t … bah!"
Shila Amzah!’
"Go to hell!"
Goethe turned over and buried Shila Amzah in the mire like a storm in the mud in Shila Amzah’s riding skill.
Goethe shouted in his mouth, but there was no anger in his eyes. It was a little presumptuous
His heart silently thought-
One day!
Just give me a day off!
Chapter ninety-four Choose the layout
Early in the morning
Although it is still summer in the north according to the solar terms.