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 license on the

voice sounded: “ID: Name: Louise, Gender: Boy, Age: 913 years

business license, and felt strange, is that bad uncle

the live broadcast room, although the netizens

her cute voice

it says, business license…name, type,

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

work before the full moon? Have you taken the kindergarten diploma?

interrupted by the cute baby, the hostility in the live broadcast room dissipated a

“What’s your boss’s name, and where is

to resist, and said weakly: “Who are you! Why do you check

Kellen: “Huh? So what?”

Financial speechless.

to her with a fist, imitating fiercely:

floating aside,

anymore, and with a wave of his sleeves, the ID cards and information under various notebooks were

strange wind coming from nowhere, and it blew away the notebooks

looked like it was blown by

can there be such

too many bad things, she would be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and the fiance minister was so frightened that she didn’t dare to

fingers pressing down on one

party have any sophistry?”

sneered: “Hey…

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