Slag Girl Illustrated Book

When the gentle voice sounded, Wen was stunned for an instant.

After reacting, he immediately raised his head and looked at the sound source.

"elder sister!"

He hugged Ruan Xihe tightly. He didn't know whether it was weeping with joy or something. He buried her in her neck and cried very collapsed: "I thought, thinking you are gone, you don't want me, sister, I love you. I'm so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable."

She didn't have a relaxed expression on her face, she just patted his back lightly.

When falling in love, who doesn't give it wholeheartedly, she will feel distressed when she sees Wen also crying.

Ruan Xihe didn't say whether she would leave, she didn't make any promises to Wen, but comforted him in a low voice.

When he kissed her, she did not resist, and even responded very hard to him.

They did it this night, many times, without protective measures, every time it was in her body.

But Wen still felt the endless pain, he always felt that it was the same as Huiguangfanzhao, after these few days, she would leave completely.

The more sad, the more ruthless you enter. After each time, you get a deeper sense of helplessness and collapse.

At the last time, he asked her in a mute voice with tears, "Sister, how can I keep you?"

But this problem is unsolvable.

In the car that day, He Nanxian said, "Hehe, I will give you three days to get a clean break with him."

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Wen also didn't go to class for three consecutive days. He was always scared. Once he got home, he would not see her.

So he didn't dare to leave, he went wherever Ruan Xihe went, holding her all the time.

"You're like this, I'm leaving, what can you do?"

His eyes were red, and he immediately kissed her: "I can't live without you, don't leave, okay, sister, I will die."

"Wen Ye, if you do stupid things, I will marry someone and give birth to other people." Ruan Xihe knows where Wen Ye is paranoid, and said so deliberately.

"no!"

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Three days soon arrived.

She woke up very early that morning and went to the kitchen to make him a breakfast for an unprecedented time.

I wanted to leave quietly, but after thinking about it, I decided to leave him a small note.

Smelly brother:

It's nice to know you, thank you for picking me up when I was most embarrassed.

I have been very happy these few months with you. I haven't relaxed like this in a long time.

Don't cry all the time, my sister is wrong. I concealed your identity for so long. My name is Ruan Xihe, Xihe is not Yang, Ruohua He Guang's Xihe.

You were so handsome when you sang that night, so many young girls in school called and screamed for you!

My brother is really amazing. He won the F1 World Championship at the age of 18. I'm so proud and happy for you.

It's a pity that the elder one of me who has been together for so long is the one who is spoiled. I like you to carry me the most. I feel super safe. Then I secretly said, eight pack abs, so beautiful!

I'm not here, you also smoke less, which is bad for your health, five cigarettes a day? No, it's still a bit too much, three a day!

I won’t take the things at home. Wen, you can miss me, but don’t affect your life.

You have to remember that Ruan Ruan loves you very much, and she will feel sad when you are sad, and she will feel sad when you shed tears.

I made breakfast for you and tasted the craftsmanship of my sister. Okay, let's not talk about it, remember to eat it and finish it.

Ruan Ruanliu

She only took one bag away, and when the door closed sounded, Wen, who had closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, also shed tears. The hot teardrops fell one by one, quickly soaking the pillow.

It took him a long time to get up.

The bread is coated with honey cream, which is the sweet taste he likes. The bacon and sausage are fried just right. There is also his favorite cappuccino. The garland on it is really beautiful.

The letter is under the coffee cup.

He read it word by word very seriously, tears dripping on the signature, the handwriting was a little dizzy, and he was still anxious and distressed.

This is what my sister left behind.

Can't cry, can't cry, she will feel distressed.

Wen also trembling hands, holding back his tears, put the letter into the envelope.

Reluctantly smiled, picked up the honey-buttered bread on the plate. My sister was so good at craftsmanship, and my sister said that she would finish it.

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