I just discovered the rewards from my classmates in the stars. I was so moved. I, I... don't stop me, let me cry for a while~

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"Wow! What the hell is going on? Collective hypnosis? Or did someone use chemical weapons here just before we came?"

Franda's chin was so open that she felt dislocated. It was a blessing that she could speak like this. Although her voice and tone became strange and she felt deliberately cute, she was working at this time, very serious and had no other thoughts - no one could see it anyway, and she also needed an audience to be cute.

"If someone uses chemical weapons too much, we will definitely have reported it long ago. Collective hypnosis is more likely. People with high-abilities who are capable of psychological control can almost do this."

She was younger and couldn't tell from her appearance. She was taller than Franda and walked to a man lying on the ground with her short boots. She gently lifted her feet wearing boots, and turned the man over rudely, revealing a face that seemed to be asleep.

"So it doesn't look like you've been attacked by chemicals. It feels like you're sleeping after being exhausted...or you suddenly feel sleepy after a heart attack or fainting?"

Franda squatted beside the silk flag. Her posture was unprepared for the uncle lying on the ground. If the uncle could open his eyes at this moment, he would find that the beautiful scenery was hidden in the open hem of the skirt in front of him. Unfortunately, he obviously could not get this high-quality service. Franda grabbed his shoulder and shook it hard for a few times but failed to wake up.

"Why don't you try to help him breathe artificially?"

This sudden remark made Franda slip and almost sit on the ground. Fortunately, she was holding her hand on the uncle's shoulder. She tried some strength to finally make herself look ugly. But the uncle was in trouble. With Franda's strength just now, it was probably difficult for him to explain what the scratches on his shoulders were like his wife when he returned home and took off his clothes.

"It was clearly what you thought about, why did you ask me to try it in the end? If you like to use this kind of uncle, just go with it yourself. Don't worry, even if you are treated like that, I won't use the same method to retaliate for this. You can kiss Juanqi with confidence. I will never take a picture with my phone and send it to others!"

"You're going to kiss me!"

The silk flag, who is only twelve years old and taller than a high school student, turned around and left without saying a word. Franda clearly called herself not to take a picture, but she had already taken out her cell phone and changed to the video mode. But the most important thing is, why did the little girl who is only twelve years old give her first kiss to a middle-aged uncle with a terrifyingly strong face?

Even if you are an uncle, you can't just choose randomly. Why is the difference between adults so big? I don't know who the little loli in the guise flag remembered, so I looked back at Franda and looked down at herself, then showed a "understanding" look and nodded vigorously.

"Why do I think you're thinking about something rude?"

Franda stood up and clapped her hands, and deliberately pinched the fingers that had just pinched her right hand into the uncle's shoulder and wiped it with a handkerchief. Then she swept her body like the silk flag.

Although her breasts are not big, they are better than that little girl. And the curves are very suitable for her figure, and they are definitely well-proportioned. Her waist is thinner than the silk flag with a significantly larger amount of exercise, especially when it looks softer, which makes Franda very satisfied. She doesn't envy the lines that give people a sense of vitality. Girls should give people a soft impression. This is not only a matter of appearance and preference, but also a soft girl like Franda, compared to a tall and energetic sports girl, it is obvious that soft girls like Franda are more difficult to be prepared. Especially Franda is holding a cute little bear in her arms. Except for people familiar with her, who would have thought that the doll that the cute girl likes can actually blow a big hole in an armored vehicle?

Stepping, when I heard the heavy step that Juanqi seemed to have deliberately stepped on, Franda looked at it in the voice. Juanqi liked the young man who was young but not short, and she didn't let go of the benefits of this. Although she looked cool, Juanqi especially liked to wear skirts that could easily expose when bent down or shorts that completely exposed her thighs. When Franda was with her, she knew that she often studied how to appear and see, but she did reveal the movement form of the foot.

Now Juanqi is wearing her favorite shorts. She usually dresses like this when performing tasks, and calls it "convenient activity". The legs in the middle of the shorts and short boots are quite slender. Although their skin is not as fair as Franda because they are Orientals, the length is undoubtedly the winner of the Sparrow. In addition, because of the large amount of exercise in the Sparrow, the lines of the legs are also more solid than Franda, and they look quite attractive in tightness.

So I hate such children the most. Franda stared at the silk flag hard and deliberately walked around the long legs, as if she wanted to wipe them off the picture with her own eyes.

What Franda was most proud of was her white and slender legs like ivory. Forget it, how could he allow her most proud aspect to be surpassed by a twelve-year-old yellow-haired girl? Her mind instantly turned into a thousand ways, and any one of them must be tears when she smelled the sad listener. That's right, it was so tragic, so terrifying, so terrifying, so terrifying.

But before that, I would finish my current work first. Otherwise, Mai Ye would definitely do something a hundred times more cruel than what I wanted to use to mess with the silk flag. When I thought of Mai Ye, Franda shivered all over, as if the eldest sister was secretly monitoring whether she was doing things well.

"You two, anybody is good. I used to help that person do artificial respiration. I'll try to wake him up."

Franda vomited. Just as Franda was about to pull her mind back to work, she ran behind Juanqi, but was almost unable to hold back her mouth and sprayed all the meal she had eaten for the evening. The two lower ITEM members named by Juanqi were even more disgusting. The two high school gangster-like boys with distorted facial features and twitched faces, as if they were doubting whether there was any problem with their ear function. They used their hands to slap their ears on both sides.

"This...what did you just say..."

"Don't you understand artificial respiration?"

"Artificial...breathing? We and...that?"

The shorter-haired boy pointed his trembling hands behind Franda and Juanqi, and the bald man beside him had already entered a state of leaving his body, as if something was floating out of his open mouth.
Chapter completed!