Jinshi Choking Maomao Novels & Stories

Just then I felt enveloped in a strange but comfortable warmth, not knowing exactly where it came from. "The right of the strong is to prey on the weak..you said?" Jin pulled me closer to himself. "Then I guess you won't mind me doing this." A squelch could be heard along with a crunch and then a grunt. "Mace!" Mace was covering his nose with both hands. "Is anything wrong?" Mr Ross comes out of his office. Jin slapped Mace on the back. "It's nothing that needs your attention. My buddies here were just goofing around," Jin said with a smile.

"Let's have fun and ignore the bodyguards. Lil Mo, Lil Jin, let's go!" "Oh, let's go! Let's go!" Yi Qianjin shouted excitedly. Like Ling Yiran, she held a small fist in her right hand and raised it high. Yi Qianmo found it a little silly but seeing that his mother and sister had raised their fists, his delicate little face showed his dilemma. Moments later, he raised his hand like them too. Yi Qianjin looked at herself, her mother, and her brother. She pouted and said, "Why isn’t Daddy raising his hand?"

Seeing that the little fellow had been winking at Luo Luo, Mo Zixiao could not help but smile. "Did Xiaobao bully your mommy again?" This little guy was so naughty and clever that Luo Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry every time she was made by him. Seeing that Luo Luo was not talking to him, he pouted and said, "Xiaobao didn't make Mommy angry! I just don't want to be kissed by Mommy!" "Oh, why is that?" Looking at him, Mo Zixiao smiled dotingly. "Because, because mommy is a woman..."

Yu Shijin sat on a stool, idle, with a pair of white and slender fingers knocking on the table carelessly, hearing the sound, he looked over his head, looking at Chu Xunning, dark eyes squinting, slender fingers pointing towards the stop-motion racing picture, "do you think, this man is very familiar?" ------------------ Good morning ^ _ ^

Seeing that Shinichi Miyamoto was so angry that he spat blood, the group of people all changed their faces. Shinichi Miyamoto covered his chest and glared. "You bully me, you bully me!" "Look, we want 500 million yuan. Shinichi Miyamoto is so happy that he spat blood!" Yang Xiao turned his head and said in shock. "B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b Pfff—

While Shen Yu and Shen Qin were busy ; Shen Xinyi didn't had it easy either . She was currently holding her little mochi and shaking him. " Its not awu ! You're not a dog , stop acting like one " Shen Xinyi was really having a headache , she didn't know from where the little fox learned to howl like a little pup ; everytime it opened his mouth ; it will go ' Awu ' . " Awu???" cocking his head , little mochi blinked his large watery amber eyes at his master , what does master means? Isn't he cute like this ?

The satisfying ‘whomp’ of my fist connecting with Jin's jaw boomed through the hallway like a thunderclap announcing the arrival of a comedic genius. The smug smirk he usually wore evaporated faster than a snowflake in a sauna. On his face was now a comical look of surprise that could launch a thousand memes. Only Keiran was capable of wiping the smugness away from people like that. I should be given an Oscar or something, bruh. "Woah there, big guy," Jin mumbled, gingerly touching his jaw with the grace of a newborn giraffe learning to walk. "What the heck was that for?"