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Chapter 115 Eat! Me! One! Punch!(2/2)

The words are restored, and the flowers are burning the phone!

Character!

Liu Xiahui finally got out.

These are all guides of fate. I am obeying the will of heaven and earth. I cannot violate it, otherwise I will be punished by God.

Shen Chong also hated himself very much, why did he have so many skills?

It's all done if someone else deletes it the first time.

I have tried hard, but I cannot defeat fate.

Half an hour later, he put on his headphones and carefully clicked on the video on the computer.

He remembered that the phone was facing down at the time, and the rear lens was facing the ceiling.

Ruthless sound of undressing.

The sound of water.

Gurgling sound of shampooing hair.

"Little Xiao Erlang, carrying that schoolbag to school..."

Shen Chong was shocked. He never expected that the serious and serious Mr. Lin would sing children's songs when he let himself go while taking a shower!

Our Lao Lin is different from the charming bitch outside.

"Shen Chong, you bastard! I'll let you go this time, next time, hum!"

Alas, Lao Lin, why are you like this? What a grudge?

He became wary again. It seemed that Lin Zhishu's intention to arrange his life was undead, which was a very critical information.

When the two armies fight, they never get tired of deceiving and use all the best. Today I am definitely not for peeking, but for this key information.

Those who achieve great things do not care about the details, they are talking about me.

After several minutes, the sound of water stopped.

Then there was a rustling sound, and it was Lin Zhishu who was wiping his body.

Shen Chong stared at the screen with his eyes fixed on it. The video was about to end here. He had been looking at the ceiling for seven minutes.

I felt a little regretful, but I was a little relaxed. Although I didn’t see anything, I had a failure, but at least I didn’t have to endure the torture of my conscience.

I'm still an upright person.

Suddenly, the light in the picture suddenly darkened, and a flesh-colored quarter arc appeared on the screen!

The time was short and lasted for less than three or four seconds.

The devil dominated him to play back, and then clicked Pause.

The sudden change in light and darkness made the shooting light slightly worse, but he could tell at a glance what this was.

This is... Lao Lin's...right hip...

At that time, his cell phone was placed on the side of the sink, and the rear camera was close to the edge.

So this is Lao Lin bent down while standing next to the sink and just supported his hemisphere within the camera coverage.

This taste is completely different from the female artists who watch small movies. Those are floating clouds floating in the air, but Lin Zhishu is the goddess who truly lives by his side, or her mother!

As he stared at him, his neck was congested, and Shen Chong's face suddenly turned red.

This perfect arc is simply a gift from the Creator.

Memories flowed. When Lin Zhishu leaned over to look at the telescope on the balcony, the picture of his hips raising perfectly coincided with the arc.

Insincere...

Strong thinking...

Crazy thinking...

Forget it and keep letting go, maybe there is still there?

Unfortunately, he didn't get more real goods until he finished putting it out.

The hemisphere appeared again, but there were extra white underwear, which was very annoying and annoying.

After the progress bar was finished, he sighed, and Shen Chong's heart fell to the ground. I still kept my purity.

Just think it was because she looked at her wearing a swimsuit. In fact, the angle and vision, what she can see is not much different from the swimsuit.

Well, it's actually a little different, slightly taller than a swimsuit, but it's a big difference compared to a bikini.

But something like a bikini will never appear on her.

Shen Chong returned to the picture of the semicircle of the holy light and was in a daze.

Hey, there is a mole?

There is a mole on Lao Lin’s buttock on his right side!

Shen Chong narrowed his eyes and looked closer.

Zoom in, pixel enhancement, ranging.

This is a sky blue mole with a diameter of two millimeters.

It's so strange.

Common moles are black, brown, and red.

The blue mole is sick, called benign melanoma.

This color is not right. The blue mole is dark blue and black, while Lao Lin is sky blue.

Rich people are so special, and the moles on their bodies are different from those on ordinary people.

Although Shen Chong is known as a panacea, the knowledge points of this mole are completely beyond the general principles and he cannot understand them.

Forget it, don't worry about her, she doesn't look sick.

Otherwise, with her family background, she would have gone to cure her illness.

After completely deleting the video multiple times, Shen Chong got up and closed his stall and went back to bed to sleep.

He had insomnia, his mind was tossed and turned, and he even dreamed of it.

But strangely, his main focus was always on the sky blue mole.

It was not until the next morning that he got up in a daze and washed his face and woke up, that he shook his head and temporarily threw the mole out of his head.

He felt that he should see a psychologist, and obsessive-compulsive disorder is probably cancerous.

I don’t recall such a beautiful hemisphere, why can’t I always get along with a mole?

Xinxin was going to the dance teacher in the morning, and Shen Chong just passed by in the afternoon, so nothing happened in the morning.

But he was not idle either, and continued to make up for his hardware knowledge, and by the way he was concerned about the price trend of the hardware market.

Recently, memory and various flash memory-related products have continued to be high, but he always feels that the price will be reduced.

The low efficiency of searching songs yesterday made him very sad, and he was even more eager for personal data centers.

There are probably many things to use super computing power to cause trouble in the future, and the stronger the server, the better.

Being strong means being expensive.

It seems like a lot of millions, but if you really have hundreds of commercial CPUs in fortresses, it is probably not enough to see them, let alone other supporting needs?

So, if you can save one point, you must be one point.

What you save is not money, it is all the pins of CPU, and the bit widths in professional graphics cards.

Have a chance!

Special offer instant sale!

Not limited to the quantity!

Script grab order!

It's OK.

The wool-fleeing party is so professional. If you don’t talk to you too much, I will dare to buy it if you don’t have a limited quantity.
Chapter completed!
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