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Chapter 48 Skirts (Part 2)
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After taking his pocket scarf, Feisha sleeps to solve a small problem.
He praised the heart, pulling his back from his position behind the fuse. Now he could find a fuse even if he did not see it. Rejoicing his work, Jin resumed his marker and crossed the figure of Feisha. “What’s wrong?” He whispered.
Feisha slipped her handkerchief. “How was it meant?”
He took his head to the portrait flower with a handkerchief. “What is used for bleeding, is it from the nose, is it there?
Gin was afraid of Gin’s words. “… Refusal?”
She replied, “Do you want us to worse, can you go to Isle?”
“So, it looks like this – do you think you can win the Leighton fight?
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“Killed soldiers can reach enemies more than 100 meters away using a ax,” said Jin Fisch in terms of piles. “Do you think that you can still beat the Layton fight?
Layton’s small silhouette has grown twice as big. Feisha grabbed. “It seems to me that we are at least 100 meters from now on”
“In any case, telling morality is unlikely to think about the fact that everyone is linked here.
“… you know, I still did not consider that I am yet.
Gin looked at her. “You did it?”
“Do you think I have the opportunity to succeed?
Sending to Isafer’s stereographic photo, Jin pulls her fist. “We have to believe in plausible aphrodisiacs!”
Feisha now shook the bloody image as if coming from her nose and pulling her neck. “Maybe you probably chew me.
“I never bump you”
“…” Feisha stopped breathing and waited for a worse sentence.
It was not disappointed. “I remove your bones from the body, and you descend it wherever it looks.
“As you knocked your head should be the border,” Fischa said.
“If you try to keep these words, I promise you can enjoy this border!” Gin laughed and sang.
Borders? The only limited case here is Gene’s morale.
Feisha raised her head gloomy before healing.
“To look for”
Outside the lobby I saw wearing the guests, pressing the face against the glass.
“… Do you invite them?” Finally Feisha asked. At the end of the day, these beasts were the guests, looking at the top, he made me feel guilty. He did not know if it was light but dragged on my eyes that I was shining green with this proposal.
Jins looked at her and pushed. “Do you want a green eyebrow tent to share with Yeppel?
Feisha looked at slaves. Yes, their eyes are green. “Please never forget what you said before.”
Jin catch the pepper jar from the inside of the pocket and make a rigorous look around them before holding it. “Here I mixed a little gout and do not forget to sprinkle it with Issefra’s meal.
The corner looked at Fischer’s corner. This apparently did not bite and it came in her hand. “In addition,” he said, “Please do not put it yourself.
Feisha saw Peper’s hand. I’m sorry that your talent has disappeared in Noah’s box, “he was surprised.
Gine smiled her golden key funny. “Do you think so?”
Feisha fell to the palm of the thigh. “Why can not you determine a brush?”
Feisha was collected on Issefel’s feet. It was a good punch.
Isefer moved from a few centimeters away from the book’s view, sat down in a standing posture, descended herself, looked at the fascia that grabbed the corner of the bell pepper. “I found some spices,” he said. “How about a barbecue?” There were four separate fires nearby.
Asa and Layton were the weakest, probably thanks to Asa’s network. On the other hand, Antonio and Shamal were very angry – as had been expected by Noah’s drawer, some Antonio slices of meat had already used a soft flavor. Hughes and Jin will release fever if the vampire persecution does not follow.
The fire near them was burned in the way they shot each other.
“Do you want to fish instead?” Feisha asked if Isfels did not answer.
Isefer drew attention to the Chair of the Presidency, who joined Antonio. “Meat”
Feisha shook the line of meat with firewood. The fire burns a soft bottle and releases a soft scent.
He smiled at the meal. “I am very happy.
“Um.” Fries froze on the face, Feisha exploded jars. They still melt quite well, but one side completely burnt with carbon.
Isfels turned a page from her book.
“I just warmed up!” Feisha nervously laughed, squeezing another row of meat straight to the fire.
Half an hour later, before Feisha, a small mountain of expensive meat was accumulated. On the second side of the camping, Shamal received a plate after Antonio entered the plate of food until he got into the contents. Asa and Layton both thought about their business by eating and eating with pleasure. No Gin at Hughes was especially good at cooking meat, but still managed to create something to eat, feeding each other upright disgusting sappiness.
Feisha dropped thousands of jars while fishing around a basket that is now empty of meat. “I really do not cook meat,” he took with a little voice, “would you like to eat fish instead?”
Issefel wore his clock from the book on a clean lava fish basket. After a reflection period, he said positive.
“OK good!” Feisha threw her sleeves. “Just sit and wait for the food!”
Feisha finally managed to meet her pledge hour later.
“Wait for food.” Just waiting because it does not eat.
He kept the basket to Isfel with a strong smile. “Can anything be eaten?”
Issefels did not even recommend. “Can something be prepared?”
Feisha thought about his preparation again. It was not that he could not cook them, it was more than he made them a little bit better. “You guys have terrible teams. We all use charcoal to make this back home, what kind of grilles up.” He rejects by hand; This fire was too strong and burned everything that needed a little more kitchens. “Do not worry, I’m learning fast. There will be a completely cooked barbucon in no time! Well, you do not want to wait a bit or not?” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.
Isaacs’ face did not change, but Feisha could feel her breath. “Not”
Feisha was deepening, involving the banana at the end of his loop. Of course, he probably will not get a banana if he shakes it a little. It does not like the bananas, which should first be cooked.
And so, after nearly one hour worth the hard work, Feish’s first successful plaque was created. He holds a banana on one side and a pipronan mug for the other, asking for relief: “How many peppers you want on your banana?” His smile was perfect, but his peppery hand trembled like it was not tomorrow.
The eyes of Isfel are placed between the powers of banana and pepper. “I do not have pepper.”
“Are you sure?” However, Feish’s arms are detached as if they were preventing accidental explosions.
Isfels took his hand.
Feisha quickly put a skeletal banana in the hand of Isfel, who caught him and began to eat slowly.
“Psssssst.” Behind him, Gin could listen to call him in a low tone. Feisha grabbed, moved to the vampire.
“How will this happen?” Gin asked, eyes closed at Isfel.
“Do you eat pepper sprayed banana?”
Jin freeze “Are you sure that it is a real food, not a penalty?”
“But this banana was the only thing that was not burnt.”
“…” Gin draws his eyes on the coal mass. “So, did you put the pepper on a banana or not?”
“Are you seriously asking me this question?”
Gin gave him an insight into ineffective fraud before he disappeared.
What was the waste he was thinking of Feisha, looking at his occupied place. He did not need to immediately kill himself, even if he was guilty. And even if he decided to kill himself immediately, at least he would do it in a place where Feisha might look.
Unfortunately, Gin appeared again before he manually completed this thought with meat. “Use this here!”
What was it really barbecue! Feisha could feel her tears in her eyes.
“Do not forget to bake peppers,” Gin reminded her.
“Uh huh,” Feisha said in the absence of gulping on the smell of food.
“And,” said Gin, suddenly faced with her, “make sure you do not eat it. I do not know if Issefel can test her motivation, but if he can and you can not …” He went away, but Feisha could I imagine
“Wait, I have a question,” Feisha stamped. “What if he can not?”
Gut shook his shoulder at the same time. “Make sure you’ve washed this place.”
“You could always go to Asa if you do not want Issef,” he added, seeing insecure about Feisha.
“If nothing else, at least think about the size.”
Feisha looked at the guilty figure of Asa, breaking the cold sweat.
Gin poured his dudes. “Good luck!”
Sin debauching the garbage owner. Despite his thoughts, Feisha could not try to escape his fate when he returned to Isfel. Maybe he really …
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