Pokemon Creation

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After collecting the painting, Li Qiuran lay on the grass comfortably.

Smelling the faint scent of grass on the tip of his nose and looking at the light above, he couldn’t help muttering: “It’s really bad that there is no sun underground.”

Lack of sunlight will have great disadvantages to Pokemon’s growth.

So after the ranch is cleared, Li Qiuran will transfer all Pokemon to the ranch.

Miltanks are still being trained, and it is expected that there will be at least 50 Miltanks.

Since the ranch is very large, all Pokemon can stay together.

There are grasslands and lakes in the pasture, which is a perfect place to live close to nature.

However, when the number of Miltank increases, a second ranch is needed.

Don’t worry about these for the time being.

Li Qiuran, who was thinking, suddenly felt black in front of him.

It turned out that Little Song bulged into a balloon and flew above him.

It is falling slowly now.

“What’s wrong?” Li Qiuran extended the hand to catch the falling Little Song.

Little Song is holding a small phone in his hand, the phone screen is on.

“Little Song.” Zhang Meng chased from behind. As long as he was not working, Zhang Meng would stay with Little Song.

For Little Song, apart from Li Qiuran, her favorite person is Zhang Meng.

This intimate big sister pampers herself every time.

And it is very important!

She was inspired by herself to do bad things!

Unlike this shoveling officer, he is as witty as a mouse.

Every time I do something bad, I will be noticed.

I dare not jump too much in front of him.

In the final analysis, Zhang Meng big sister is too stupid! ! !

Seeing Little Song Li Qiuran, he smiled at the disabled to bear.

Every time I see Little Song’s round body, I can’t help but feel amused.

“Do you miss me?” Li Qiuran asked softly.

He gently stroked Little Song with his right hand.

Little Song’s body is like a balloon Normal, very elastic but also a little slippery.

“Pidgey! Slightly!” Little Song opened his eyes and pointed to the phone screen Xiao Dan held in his hand.

“Do you understand the words? Let me look at the phone.” Li Qiuran smiled and took the phone.

On the phone screen is Little Song’s personal Weibo account.

The latest one is the same as Sing with eyes closed at the previous concert.

The message below is also very exciting.

Basically, they express compliments to Little Song’s appearance.

And Flatter for singing.

“Sound of Heavenly Music!”

“It doesn’t matter if you look cute! Why is it so spicy?”

“Obviously ugly! I thought wsl that day!” This is a message from an honest person.

So this honest man was beaten by netizens!

“Haha! The internet is so exciting.” Looking through the message, Li Qiuran couldn’t help laughing.

Sure enough, no matter which world netizen is, it is a virtue!

“Bo!” Little Song waved his arms seriously, as if trying to explain something.

Li Qiuran was naturally puzzled. Looking at Little Song’s short arms, he scratched his head incomprehensibly.

“Little Ran, Little Song wants to run her Weibo.” Zhang Meng said with a smile, her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.

Little Song had been with her for a long time.

But Little Song didn’t know how to describe and express what he meant.

That’s why her head was bald before she guessed what Little Song meant.

However, Little Song insisted on coming to Li Qiuran with his mobile phone.

She wants to share happiness with Li Qiuran.

After learning of Little Song’s intentions, Li Qiuran was also moved.

He immediately kissed Little Song, “I’m so touched! Thank you baby!”

Little Song’s swollen face immediately showed a humanized expression of disgust.

She rubbed her face violently on Li Qiuran’s clothes before drying her saliva.

Li Qiuran:…

The dear ones are starting to dislike the saliva of the shoveling officer!

Oh!

grown up!

The wings are also hard!

This is the sorrow that belongs to an old father.

But no matter how sad, I still have to share Weibo’s happiness with Little Song.

“Then we post a new Weibo, let fans see your changes!” Li Qiuran knows what Little Song thinks.

Sure enough, Little Song immediately nodded excitedly, moved towards Li Qiuran and kissed her cheek.

Li Qiuran immediately rolled the eyes and said angrily, “Didn’t you still dislike my saliva before?”

Little Song sorry and stuck out his tongue.

“Okay, okay, then I will take a picture of you.” After the teasing, Li Qiuran picked up the phone, switched to the camera function and faced Little Song.

“Come on, smile.”

“Bo!” Little Song suddenly raised his head, then jumped into Li Qiuran’s arms and signaled to take pictures together.

Li Qiuran: I am so touched! ! ! ! (￣▽￣)~*

“Come on, trouble.” Li Qiuran happily handed the phone to Zhang Meng, who looked envy and hatred.

“Poh! (Thank you)” Little Song jumped onto Li Qiuran’s shoulder and called to Zhang Meng’s milk.

Zhang Meng: I am too difficult.

Zhang Meng looked weird, “Little Song, did you forget something?”

She doesn’t believe it! ! I took a break every day to develop relationships with Little Song.

As a result, Little Song didn’t expect her to take a picture?

“Bo?” Little Song blinked, looking innocent.

“Bo! (I haven’t forgotten anything)”

“What’s the matter?” Li Qiuran looked confused.

“Cough cough, it’s nothing, I shoot!” Zhang Meng picked up the phone with tears, and there was nowhere to release the grievances in his heart.

Li Qiuran’s heart is dark, he is not a fool, and he can naturally see what Zhang Meng means.

But he just didn’t say it! !

He feels so good to see others slumped.

Rubbing!

In the photo, Li Qiuran is smiling and Little Song is standing on his shoulders with a bright smile.

After taking the photo, Zhang Meng looked towards Little Song expectantly, as if expecting something.

Instead, Little Song not at all reacts!

She looked at the cute Doduo’s herself in the photo, with a look of satisfaction on her face.

So she pats Zhang Meng’s shoulders encouragingly, but she didn’t have the idea of ​​taking pictures with Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng’s mouth slumped and his expression was extremely depressed.

Vaguely, Li Qiuran seemed to see Little Song suddenly showing a smirk of crafty.

Li Qiuran smiled and suddenly realized that Little Song was pretty black-belly.

This is like myself!

“Po~” Little Song handed the phone to Li Qiuran with satisfaction, and then took out a microphone as if by magic.

“Cough cough! Wave!” Her mood was so surging that she couldn’t stop it again! !

“Bo, wu wu wu!” Little Song, who had just sung a note, was covered by Zhang Meng’s mouth.

Little Song stared wide-eyed, with an unhappy expression.

“Cough cough, it’s not time for Sing.” Li Qiuran hurriedly stepped forward to coax Little Song.

“~puff~puff~puff!” Little Song broke free of Zhang Meng, bulging and gestured, expressing his inner dissatisfaction.

This baby is spicy every day! The result can’t express feelings!

If this continues, you will lose your baby.

Little Song was very dissatisfied, and it took Li Qiuran a long time to coax him well.

But he also promised Little Song to make an exclusive music album for her!