Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 433

Sure enough, bad guys are shameless, and they don’t feel any pressure when they scold themselves.

Louise spoke earnestly while clicking on the other party’s live broadcast

room.

The words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

No one in the other party’s live broadcast room spoke ill of him at all, the live broadcast… was his studio!

In the picture is a room full of cats, even the assistant was caught straight…

Louise fell into an ice cellar, choked in place and couldn’t speak.

I thought the other party was also exposing him in the live broadcast, so he could still scold and argue with him. In the end, it’s hard to say who the netizens believe!

But the other party broadcast live about him buying and selling cat blood, so how can you argue…

Louise forcibly calmed down, frowned and said, “What’s going on? Where is this place? Why are you all scolding me? Did you recognize the wrong person…”

At the critical moment, he refused to admit it!

Kellen was also watching his live broadcast, and sneered: “Oh? The other party doesn’t recognize it? Did you forget that this is your studio, with your name and photo identification information.”

He hugged Susie behind his back, neither he nor Susie showed up.

father’s appearance yesterday, adjusting the bazooka and aiming at the business

Name: Louise, Gender:

looked at the long string of numbers on the business license, and

although the netizens didn’t

overwhelmed by her cute

it says, business license…name, type, legal

I didn’t know how to read, I would have almost believed it.

work before the full moon? Have you taken

the cute baby, the hostility in the live broadcast

topic, grabbed the bazooka and swept it aside: “What’s

and said weakly: “Who are you! Why do you check our documents? You are

Kellen: “Huh? So what?”

Financial speechless.

the chair next to her with

who was floating aside, stroked

his sleeves, the ID cards and information under various notebooks were blown

from nowhere, and it blew away the notebooks

it was blown

there be

would be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and the fiance minister was so frightened that

the camera, his slender fingers pressing down on one

the other party have any

“Hey…

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