My Sister is a Big Star

  Sister Ziying and elder sister don’t seem to like Su Yu very much, so the elder sister doesn’t matter. After all, there is a **** hatred. Why does sister Ziying dislike Su Yu because of the jealous nature of women?

  Sister Ziying is generous, cheerful, and pleasant, so she shouldn’t be jealous, even though Su Yu is very beautiful.

  Don’t understand, don’t understand.

  I really don’t know how to count this.

"Ding!"

  Qin Ze waited for a long time, without moving, and asked, "What's the matter with the system."

system:"??"

   "Oh, I'm sorry, I heard it wrong, it's my text message." Qin Ze reacted and changed the text message ringtone the next day. Every time a text message came, he would misunderstand it as a system sending task.

  System: "Forcibly brushing my sense of existence, doing a beautiful job."

  The salted fish of the system, because he was afraid that a big man from the system world would come over, he was so scared that he didn't show up for several days and didn't dare to release a mission.

"You continue to hide. I'm sure that no one who is hanging up to the sky will show up. I will inform you that it is safe." Qin Ze clicked on the text message, which was actually sent by Zhao Tiezhu. They had already exchanged mobile phone numbers at the dining table. When asked him for his mobile phone number in the voice of a big man, Comrade Tie Zhu became Xiao Mengxin, and read his mobile number while bowing his head to the big man.

  The content of the text message: "Qin Ze, have you practiced martial arts? I have been in the army before and I have seen someone like you with a few tough hands."

  Although it is not allowed to be refined after the founding of the country, the martial arts are real, not so mysterious, just the use of power and speed, coupled with years of hard training. The army also has a set of specialized fighting skills, such as special forces, it should be no problem to sling four or five adults.

  "I have practiced." Qin Ze replied.

   "What was that trick just now." Zhao Tiezhu sent a message and asked.

  Qin Ze thought for a while, and replied: "The unicorn arm in the 23 years of heat."

He meant to be joking. Old drivers have heard of the name of Kirin Arm, but he forgot that he and Zhao Tiezhu are not people in the same world. Young Master Zhao is also fighting, he fights the beds of the goddesses one by one.

   is not a world at all.

  Comrade Tie Zhu believed it was true, and asked: "Do you have a gang?"

  Qin Ze's brain twitched: "Yes, I learned from the Exploding Heavens Gang."

  "Exploding the Heavens Gang?" Young Master Zhao was unclear.

   "Well, there are not many people, but all of them are elites."

"good job."

  At this time, in a pure black BMW car, Zhao Tiezhu dialed the phone of an old comrade in the army.

  This comrade-in-arms is amazing. He Nan, he learned martial arts in Shaolin Temple for several years when he was a child.

  Fortunately, the call got through and I was not training.

   "Hey, Ma, I met a martial arts master."

   "Master of martial arts? Broken boulders in the chest or bent steel bars in the throat."

   "You are all jugglers, my friend is so amazing, one hand, holding a cracked thick-bottomed glass, what concept, that grip, if you shake my hand, crush my palm in minutes."

   "Impossible." The comrade did not believe it, and said in a firm tone.

  There have been such videos on the Internet. Ordinary people can easily smash the eggs, but if it is the palm grip, even if you try to eat milk, the eggs will be intact.

  Of course they don’t know that Qin Ze is dead, and the second set of gymnastics given to him by the system has begun to bear fruit. How can you be a man comparable to Teddy even if the cup can't be crushed?

   "I can swear this, it's absolutely true. I just had dinner with him and provoke him. He cracked two glasses on the spot to show me."

  The comrade-in-arms was silent for a moment: "If this is the case, then congratulations."

   "No, no, you made a mistake, I didn't accept him as a bodyguard."

"No, no, you made a mistake too. I want to congratulate you on your escape. If what you say is true, you can slap you on the wall with a slap. Your stallion life, That's GG."

  Zhao Tiezhu chuckled and said, "That's not the case. By the way, he said that he was under the bombing of the Heavenly Gang. Have you heard of it?"

   "Fried... Heavenly Gang?"

  Comrade-in-arms thought to himself, which one dared to take such a brainless name, wouldn’t he be afraid of being beaten out of shit?

   "Maybe it is some folk genre, I haven't heard of it."

hang up the phone.

  Zhao Biao asked the driver: "Is there a club nearby?"

  The driver is a local, sighing: "The recent investigation is strict, the world is difficult."

  Zhao Biao smiled and said: "No cost, no loan, bring your own equipment for production."

  The driver said: “Brother Zhao’s political consciousness is high, then where are we going now?”

   "Find a bar. I'm going to get a good shot."

  Qin Ze and Wang Zijin returned to the community, took the elevator upstairs, and before entering the door, Wang Zijin suddenly said, "Aze, my foot hurts. It may be twisted somewhere. Can you give me a back?"

  It’s all at the door, and still want to carry it home? With his knowledge of his sister, he must be sitting on the sofa now, waiting for them to go home with an unhappy expression. Based on his understanding of Wang Zijin, this is definitely not a simple matter of "carrying me home".

  Qin Ze charged himself with a 250 intelligence card, then refused Miss Wang’s request and decisively took out the key to open the door.

  In the living room, my sister Da Ma Jindao sits upright, watching her black-hearted maggot and the wolf in the house, both returning home.

  Qin Ze is grateful for his wit. He wants to carry his prince home on his back. His sister’s small face is not expressionless, but black.

  Once, Baby Qin asked Qin Ze to carry himself home in the car. He was too young at the time and thought that his sister was just acting like a baby.

   Now the prince has revenge.

  My sisters’ routines are as deep as the sea.

  Xiao Mengxin is trembling.

  The air conditioner is turned on in the living room, which is very warm.

   "Yo, I'm going on a date." Baby Qin has a strange air channel between Yin and Yang.

  It seems that she had just finished the shower and washed herself for nothing. She wore a large T-shirt. She was wearing a fat ci inside her thigh, but it was covered by a T-shirt, which made people feel like she was wearing nothing on her lower body. Originally, Qin Ze had the opportunity to see if his sister was wearing a fat ci. But the moment his younger brother and best friend came in, Baby Qin changed from a pose of a golden sword to a lady sitting with her legs close together.

   "Yes, I had a good time. By the way, baby, have you had dinner? Just order takeaway if you didn't eat it. We didn't bring it to you." Wang Ziyan smiled.

  Two months ago, Baby Qin ridiculed so much, she must blush to deny it.

  Baby Qin has no temper, hugs the pillow and watches TV. Qin Ze told her about meeting friends and discussing business. Of course, he didn't confess that it was a PY transaction with her sister.

  But invisible, there is still a strange atmosphere.

  When Qin Ze saw the two sisters looking at each other, he felt murderous and felt the pill.

  I don’t know when, the two of them tore each other more and more frequently, their intrigues became more and more cunning, and their routines were endless.

  I remember when Sister Zijin first came, her sister was fighting with herself, and she was watching the show.

  Now Feng Shui turns around...oh, this doesn't seem to be something to be happy about.

   "This damned brother, I must be jealous for a meal, and he is struggling." Wang Ziyan thought to himself.

   "This wolf entering the house, Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone, and the pressure is great." Qin Baobao thought.

  Qin Ze pretended that nothing happened, press the remote control to switch channels, and randomly selected a costume drama.

  "Have you heard, the news from Xiaolingzi, Empress Gao is about to reset."

   "Don't talk nonsense, it's good to ask Li Guiren to listen."

   "She is a noble person. If the queen is really back in place, you and I will have to turn the limelight. How can you take care of her?"

   "I heard that Li Guiren has always had some bargaining chips in his hands..."

  ……

  It's so dead, it's a palace fight drama.

   Wang Ziyan rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Aze, the food in that restaurant is quite delicious, next time we find a chance to go again."

  Looking for a chance, I bite very **** the three words.

  Baby Qin immediately cast his pitiful eyes on his younger brother, her tender eyes concealing grievances.

   Shamefully cute.

  Qin Ze said: It’s just to discuss a business, and we will go to eat another day. Let’s go together.

  Prince Yan: "..."

  Pig teammates.

   My sister cast a provocative look at the prince.

  Prince Jin had known for a long time that ordinary methods were not enough to deal with this dead brother control. Must suffocate a killer move to seal the throat with blood.

  "Sister Zijin, go next week?" Qin Ze asked.

  The prince was expressionless: "Don’t call me sister Zijin, that prince was dead back then, now I am called Niu Colu·Zijin."

  Qin Ze: 囧