Catch a fat bear as a slave

So I secretly made up my mind that I must get him.My little monk, who was pointing directly at the sky, slowly pointed his gun at him.

I deliberately found someone to change the bed to sleep in, but his "plaster" friend who had played with him since he was a child, stuck to him every day, so I couldn't help it. I finally exchanged six taels of food stamps for a golden clinical place with him.This kind of pass that can be attacked and defended makes me full of confidence.

When the lights are turned off at night, it is also the time when my eyes start to work at a high level, the cooperation of my ears monitoring, and the claws that are about to move, can demonize him at any time.There was snoring everywhere, some people started talking, and some people came out to pee.

I have risen to the third grade of junior high school.The fat classmate is still in the same class as me, and he sleeps more.The time interval between being punished to stand is also increasing, I don’t understand, I don’t sleep at night and he sleeps, I tease him, why can he sleep better than me? (Put it aside for a moment, and his story)

The teacher who taught us chemistry in the third year of junior high school was a super U bear, fat bear, and strong bear teacher. Anyway, all the words can not be used too much on him.Have you ever seen a mature man with a red face, a handsome nose, double eyelids, a red meaty mouth, and dimples blooming on his face when he smiles?Have you ever seen the figure of a man wearing a suit with a tight buttocks but still clear, broad shoulders and an inverted triangle?The first time I saw him, the little monk was about to come out. I beat my little monk hard and scolded him for being worthless.

He introduced himself on the podium, surnamed Tao, 40 years old. MD, Tao, really makes people intoxicated, 40 years old, the age at which the human body's cells can reach their limit, a hot commodity, a flower!My guns began to change, and became sub-guns, one for 40-year-olds and one for 10-year-olds.

On the podium, his voice is like a bell, especially in summer, wearing a thin shirt.I have N urges and N fantasies to ask him to come out and talk.

Unexpectedly, the blind cat touched a dead mouse.I love Wujiwu, like him, and I like his class.I got No.2 in the chemistry test in the class. When he came to ask my classmates for my name, I really wanted to get up and hug him, give him a wild kiss, kiss the teacher, kiss the classmates present, Kiss Russia!

He remembered my name, so I had the opportunity to get in touch with him further.I would ask him questions that I already knew the answers to, and he explained them patiently. I didn’t know what he was talking about. I just paid attention to his eyes and his face.My hooked eyes, as long as he pays a little attention, will be burned and melted by my high-temperature eyes immediately, and will be wiped out in an instant.

He saw my eager eyes, but I hurriedly avoided it.His heart was pounding, and the little rabbit in his heart might jump out if he didn't pay attention, might hug his leg, then slide down his trousers, into his blood, into his bone marrow, Let him know that I am one with him and cannot be separated from life to life.