Chapter 62 turned out to be a big Lori (please collect)

Blessings to everyone, the fever has improved. Please collect it.

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Obviously, Yang Bin does have a very unique research on brothers. Although I haven't tried it myself, I haven't read tens of thousands of books. However, some films have been watched a lot, and every time he watches them, he usually observes his chest carefully. After watching the film, Yang Bin can't wait to write a ten-thousand-word report or something.

For many years, Yang Bin has been soft and proportional to his chest. I have my own opinions. But these are Yang Bin's own thoughts, and they have not experimented with them personally. Therefore, Yang Bin has always been a theoretical chest expert.

Obviously, after hearing Yang Bin's confident words, he developed a strong interest twice. Especially in the cold palace, when she heard the enlargement and so on, her eyes were a little shiny. I didn't expect that the girl in the cold palace wanted to enlarge her breasts so much? But maybe women are like this, but although Lucy's interest is not as high as the cold palace, it is not bad. But Lucy's pair of chests is also very interesting? Yang Bin is really a little confused about women's interests.

"Cough." Yang Bin coughed formally, and Han Gong and Lucy were ready to listen to the teacher's lecture like two students.

"Actually, according to my research, it can completely turn Princess Taiping into a great football!" Yang Bin put his hands behind him and said.

"Football? What is this?" The cold palace doesn't understand.

"Football, this is a special metaphor I use to describe women's breasts. For example, the breasts are very flat, like you, no, flatter than you. I mean, if a woman is as flat as a mirror, it is called Wangzai steamed buns, or Princess Taiping. If the breasts are very small, like you, maybe a little smaller than you. I mean, the breasts are very small, but there is still a little bit, which is called egg yolk pie. If it's bigger, like you, it's called apples or pears. Ouch! Don't fight. I'm wrong. Can't I compare you? By the way, when did your relationship become so good? Do you even beat me together?" Before Yang Bin finished speaking his metaphor, he was beaten by Han Gong and Lucy with a "stinky hooligan".

And the two actually have such a tacit understanding. You hit me in the left face, which is both rhythmic and lethal... It surprised Yang Bin that the relationship between the two has become so good, but this is also good. In the harem, it's always good to have a better relationship! Suddenly, Yang Bin felt a feeling of pain and happiness in his heart, and he wanted to shout loudly: Long live the harem.

"Is football like me?" Lucy beat him a few more times before pointing to her chest device and asking.

Yang Bin looked at educating an ignorant girl and said positively, "Wrong! Big mistake! How can you be like football? Although yours is also very big! But football is the largest of all classification metaphors! I just talked about apples, and there are bigger dragon fruits, papaya, and coconuts on them, and then it's football. Yours... I guess it's coconut! The revolution is not over yet, and Comrade Lucy still needs to work hard! I wish you will become a football sooner or later!"

After hearing this, Lucy looked at her chest with a little loss and said, "So it's not the biggest..."

And Han Gong looked at his flat chest and couldn't speak. However, Yang Bin also said just now that there is a way to increase it. You mean you have a way to increase it? Let's talk about it."

"Cough, of course. According to my research, just like Lucy massaged your breasts, massage is indeed helpful for growth. However, if you are not a lily, women have little effect on women. At this time, you need a great and pure man to stand up and massage you, so that it can have the most obvious effect!" Yang Bin almost blurted out that he didn't know how long this most important sentence had been brewing.

Soon after saying that, Yang Bin tried his best to say enough words to be buried in the hotel. Knowing that he could not run away from the pursuit of the two women who had already become demons in front of him, he said the most important words in his last breath: "If you hit him, hit him, but don't hit him in the face!"

After a fierce bombardment and desperate blow, Yang Bin's punishment was finally over, and he at least saved his face after a series of fat beats.

"It's okay, sister Han Palace. How old are you? 16 years old?! Well... Maybe your development is a little late, maybe you will grow up in another two years?" Lucy saw that Yang Bin was still listless because of the problems in front of her chest after playing the cold palace, and quickly comforted him, but she was originally looking at the appearance and height of the cold palace, just like a loli, about 13 years old at most. I didn't expect to be 16 years old? The development of the cold palace is really a little late... No wonder he cares about his chest so much.

And Yang Bin has always thought that the age of the cold palace is only about 12 or three years old. It seems that Lucy is surprised that she thinks about the same as herself.

But age and so on are all floating clouds. Lori just wants to look like Lori. It's not bad to go on like this, Yang Bin thought silently.

After a while, Yang Bin began to ask Lucy and the cold palace what happened to them on this day.

"It's nothing. I carried my sister Hangong back to the martial arts hall on the first floor, and then the sister Hangong woke up. Although she was not in a good state at that time, she could at least walk around. We immediately went to the Cloud Hotel to open a room, and then left a speech for you in the Martial Arts Association. After that, the sister of Han Palace recovered after a break, and then we chatted in the hotel, talked about a lot of things, and waited for you to come back. Lucy thought for a moment and said.

"Then your relationship has become so good?" Yang Bin thought, is it so simple to get along with the harem? Did you talk to your sister after chatting for a long time?

Yang Bin is a man, and men can never understand the deep sea of women. Maybe women are like this.

"Yes, what is this?" Lucy felt strange and felt that there was nothing to ask about it.

Suddenly, Lucy seemed to think of something and asked Yang Bin, "That's right! I heard the tutor who attacked the sister of Hangong that day. He is really a well-dressed beast! Did you kill him?"

Yang Bin naturally killed Xiao Qingwa: "Well, he killed it, and he died miserably. He should be punished."

Lucy nodded and thought about it. Without the death ball, it would be impossible to come back. But when he heard that the beast had been punished for his tragic death, he finally breathed angrily.

Although he heard that the beast Xiao Qingwa was dead, Han Gong was also very happy. But he frowned, as if there was something on his mind.

However, Yang Bin also guessed it on the way back, which is exactly what he wanted to ask: "Han Gong, although Xiao Qingwa is dead, I'm afraid that those students will fabricate the witch's affairs when they go back. Don't you think this kind of thing is very unfair to you? That kind of place doesn't matter. I happen to have nothing to do and want to choose a college to read. I find that I know too little about the knowledge of the mainland, just like the death ball... If you want, just don't go to the jihad college and come with me."

Yang Bin really wants to go to college, which is the best way to increase his knowledge about the mainland. Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, you will be an idiot on the battlefield and don't even know it.

Han Gong was obviously worried about whether to continue to study at the Jihad College. Hearing Yang Bin's words, he nodded fiercely: "Well, okay... However, my mother will be worried when she knows it. Don't let my mother know about this." Han Gong is the last to worry her mother, and what bothers her most is her mother.

"Ye, of course. You just need to keep telling your mother that you are still at Jihad College. By the way, are there any other colleges in this jihad city? Yang Bin said that since he has decided to choose a college, he needs to know about it first.

"Jihad College is the best college in the whole Jihad Empire, and all the former colleges in Jihad City were suppressed by the Jihad College and closed one after another. However, the cost of the Jihad College is very high, and the children who can enter are generally children with some power and money. At present, there should be two other colleges in the city, one is Feiyu College located in District B of the Holy War City. The cost is average, which collects some children of civilians. However, because civilian children can't afford to go to the Jihad College, they have all squeezed into Feiyu College, so that Feiyu College has been full all year round... However, there is another one, which is said to be unpopular at all, called Liuzhihua College. I heard that there were a lot of weirdos in it, and the teachers of Jihad College asked the students to stay away from it.

Six flower colleges? That's weird! The more so, the more attracted the unusual Yang Bin. According to Yang Bin's personality, he must have chosen Liuzhi Flower College.

"By the way, you are also bronze level 9 in the cold palace, right? Does your fighting spirit seem to be a little strange? I have always been a fan of the fighting spirit of the cold palace.

"I'm not sure, since the fighting spirit mutated. No one knows what my fighting spirit is. And this kind of fighting spirit is not seen, as if it is completely transparent. However, I can control some objects and even some human actions within the scope. Just like this..." Han Gong raised his little hand gently, and a glass in front of Yang Bin floated by himself.

In this way, Yang Bin understands, isn't it just like mind power? The mind is very impressive and has a strong space for development. If the cold palace can be used well, it must be very powerful.

And both women are bronze nine-level, and half of their feet have entered the silver-level gate. It's not too late to go to the second or first floor to complete a few tasks, and then go to the college.