Festival night, the girls and young women out in force, wandering in the street, they also kept singing like a bird, face lazy, intoxicating smile.
Our Isa Stewart also smiling, is drunk Meng Meng, these days he was thin, and deep-set eyes was more handsome as handsome, like the gods. Night, he had used to sleep during the day every day, the evening was half awake, trance took to the streets.
To this end, Kuer Shi Jin brutal and friendly laugh at him. His face with a look of shame, helpless smile, said: "Hi. Never mind.
Is there any way? "
However, buckle and said excitedly:
"Overall, life is full of sweet. You do not know how much life is sentimental. Language is how refreshing. Those wonderful words, you are unforgettable death. If people can back from the dead, you will first recall these words. "
"You wait. Sooner or later those husbands will come hit you." Piles of
"Hit it, but also the fight." Isa Stewart does have a correct understanding of the sky.
The village every night one of the programs is essential that a beautiful and moving Migong loud voice, he really has singing talent. His voice accompanied by the singing nightingale, filled the village and over the
This is something good for him, the villagers even forgave him the day of evil.
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