Slag Girl Illustrated Book

When she opened the box, her fingertips trembled a little.

When Wen also called his sister, it was really grind to death.

"Sister, are you okay?"

The box fell to the ground and she awkwardly brought it to him.

"Well, sister hurt me."

"Yes, yes, um, sorry, I'll be gentle."

This little thing is really not easy to carry, and she suspects that Wen also bought a smaller size, and he hasn't stopped, her fingertips are trembling.

After finally getting it right, Wen also picked up her skirt, turned her over, and let her hold on to the full-length mirror on the shoe cabinet: "Sister, take the skirt by yourself, don't drop it."

He said against her pinna from behind.

High heels are difficult to support such a violent, she is on the verge of collapse.

Wen also made her cry miserably, and she couldn't say whether she was happy or crying bitterly. In short, it was extremely painful.

When she carried her into the bedroom, her calf was still twitching.

There were tears hanging on the eyelashes.

"Sister was great just now."

"do not talk."

"In the mirror just now, my sister's expression is so beautiful, did my sister see it by herself?" He kissed her gently on the cheek.

"I didn't watch, I didn't watch, I didn't watch."

"Sister, can I put a mirror on the top of the bedroom?"

"No, no."

"My sister is so beautiful, I want to see my sister's expression just now."

"Wen Ye, you bastard, you don't want a face!"

"Then I will be **** twice. There are two that have not been used up just now. I will buy another box tomorrow." There are three in a box.

The words behind him were so blurred that they could hardly be heard, and the two people were gathered by the quilt.

The moonlight is so beautiful.

......

It's raining in Tianjin today

The weather is getting colder and I always feel a little bit cold when I go out without a jacket.

When she went out with Wen Ye, the rain began to float outside.

After spending a day at home, driving out in the autumn rain when the street lights are on is actually quite poetic.

While waiting for the traffic lights, she breathed a sigh on the window glass.

Write Wen Ye's name on the white mist with your fingertips.

Wen also saw him, curled his mouth, breathed a sigh on his side, and wrote Ruan Xihe's name.

This long red light waiting time is a bit romantic.

"The night view of Tianjin is also quite beautiful." Wen also said with some feeling.

The car just came out of a tunnel bridge, with blue lights on both sides, very beautiful.

"Brother, slow down, here, I'm going to record and post to Moments."

"Okay." Wen also controls the speed, and the old man on the non-motorized lane next door rides a shared bicycle faster than Koenigsegg!

Ruan Xihe recorded a section and was about to post it to Moments. When choosing music, he was a little worried and didn't know which one to use.

When the fingers flicked, a melody suddenly sounded.

"If love flows back to me every mirage

You will wait with me until you take them away

You can stay together in the mirror universe

There are too many reasons for regret where the wind passes..."

She used this song almost subconsciously and sent it to her circle of friends.

The car stopped to a parking lot in the downtown area.

There was no milk tea shop on the first floor, only Starbucks, and one person simply ordered a cup of coffee.

Ruan Xihe always prefers caramel macchiato.

Wen also liked to taste new things before, and then he always followed her taste every time.

The rain dripped outside, watching the rain while drinking coffee, it was actually very pleasant.

Wen also marked Ruan Ruan with his nails on the billing statement.

Ruan Xihe saw him, leaned over, and added the word Wen Ye to one side.

"I wrote it beautifully!"

"It looks good to my sister, it's the best in the world!" Wen also took a sip of coffee, his tone was indulgent, and he never took the first place with her.

The words were unremarkable, but they were very heartbroken if they couldn't say it.

He took Ruan Xihe's hand and stared out the window without focusing.

"What's wrong?"

"Sister, do you think it's better to reserve a table for our banquet? Sister, how many gifts do you want? My dad said 66.6 million when he called in the morning. I think it's a bit small."

Ruan Xihe was taken aback: "Then how much do you think it should be?"

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