Slag Girl Illustrated Book

In the next two shows, neither of them knew what they had listened to. They only knew that the stars were shining, the flowers were blooming, and the delicacies.

He rubbed her lips softly.

The girl's lips are very beautiful, the color is also rosy and transparent, and the lips are very cute.

It is most suitable for kissing.

Peck again and again, but this level is obviously not enough.

His eyes became more and more obscure.

A lot of fireworks exploded suddenly outside.

Very loud sound.

It is the hottest female singer in H country in recent years.

The style is very hot.

The rhythm of this song is very strong, and all the fans sing along with it.

In the house

Fingers interlocked, she leaned in his arms flushed to watch the performance.

The singing voice of the female singer was loud, and the pink cheers were dancing in the audience.

The pink waves shocked people's hearts.

The melody of the song is catchy and very poisonous, and she can even hum a few words along with it.

Sure enough, listening to this at the scene still feels very different.

"Obba, she is so spicy."

This is a question of death. My boyfriend can't answer a single one, and there may be a fight tonight.

Park Jae Hyung was also stimulated by Han Eun Chae this afternoon, and subconsciously frowned and said, "Do you like this type of woman?"

After all, Han Encai also belonged to the hot girl.

Ruan Xihe won this wave directly.

If she hadn’t known that Park Jae-hyung had not thought so much, she would have suspected that Park Jae-hyung had predicted her prediction...

"No, no."

"Don't look at her." Park Jae-hyung directly covered Ruan Xihe's eyes. The more the man thought about it, the more sore he became, ah! Why do these women wear so little, why do they show so many legs!

Tired.

"It's up to me if you want to see it in the future." Park Jae-hyung's domineering president's quotation came out again.

Ruan Xihe:......

"But, I like to see young ladies in short skirts. Does obba wear skirts?"

This question of hitting the soul directly stunned Park Jae Hyung.

"I."

"Obba, don't worry, although I like to see young ladies, I am a straight girl, so I like boys like obba, don't worry." She said as she moved Park Jae-hyung's hand off.

Gee, this show is white, straight and thin, oh no, this show is really beautiful.

The whole event is over at two o'clock in the evening.

She fell asleep next to the bed.

Park Jae Hyung gently kissed her between her eyebrows, then turned off the lights and put her arms to sleep.

......

Beijing City

"Beep toot...Sorry, the call you are dialing is in progress..."

Yu Wei lowered her hand lonely, and the person calling on the phone was undoubtedly Mo Tingshen.

The man still didn't answer his phone.

She wiped away tears indiscriminately.

Called Mo Huiyu.

"Hey, Aunt Yu."

"Honor, you are a good boy. Qianqian is not in good condition now, and may not be able to get out anymore. You are the closest person to her in the world. Visit her more often, as well as your dad and your dad. He is stubborn and takes his work so seriously. I will care about your dad more in the future. By the way, your dad likes champagne roses the most. From his birthday, can you help aunt give him a copy every year? Yes, he loves to eat Fu Ji’s steamed bun is the furthest away from the house. Tell the new auntie that she shouldn’t bother to buy it close. Your dad has a mouthful. He doesn’t like it, so let’s not say it. It’s true.” Yu Wei Speaking of this, I pressed my eyes with the handkerchief, my voice choked.

"Auntie Yu, why did you say this all of a sudden." An unknown premonition surged from Mo Weiyu's heart.

"And you, smoke less, smoking is not good, you are exactly the same as your dad, you can't quit smoking for so many years, your stomach is not good, don't drink so much outside, pay attention to your body."

"Where are you leaving, Aunt Yu, don't do stupid things." Mo Weiyu has already heard it, and this is just an explanation of his last words.

"Hey, it's okay, bad reputation, take a break earlier, and Auntie won't bother you." She hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

Unscrew the tap.

She is obviously the person who is most afraid of pain, but it hurts so much when the blade is cut on her wrist, how can she handle it?

Maybe it’s because it’s too painful to live, it’s okay, it doesn’t hurt as long as you soak in cold water.

Yu Wei squinted and leaned against the bathtub wall.

Little by little red blood spread in the tank.

The memory seemed to go back to a long, long time ago. With a girlish mind, she asked him, "Brother Ting Shen, what flower do you like best?"

"Rose, champagne rose, very elegant."

At that time, he was still very young, and his smile was gentle and beautiful.

From then on, Yu Wei didn't like tulips anymore. Yu Wei liked roses and champagne roses the most.

It's a pity that no one in this world knows that Yu Wei's favorite flower is actually a tulip except for her brother who died very early.

But it's okay, I love you, and love the flowers you like for a lifetime.

However, loving someone is really tiring.

......

Early the next morning, the two were woken up by Ruan Xihe's mobile phone.

Generally speaking, they would not call her this number if there is nothing important.

Ruan Xihe took out his cell phone and answered the call in a daze.

"Hey?"

"Ruan Ruan."

"What's the matter?" Ruan Xihe frowned slightly. How could Mo Weiyu call her? Yu Wei's call was probably the number obtained from Mo Weiyu or Mo Tingshen a long time ago. Of course she There are many numbers, but she is more affectionate, and this number has not been changed from beginning to end.

Speaking of it, Yu Wei used to pretend to be ghosts and make scary phone calls to scare her, not many.

The other card is often changed.

"Aunt Yu has had her wrist cut, and there is no rescue. The doctor said that it may be a vegetable in the future. I think I need to tell you, after all, it is your biological mother."

Ruan Xihe's heart trembled, and his sleepiness disappeared completely.

It just feels ridiculous.

"Are you kidding me? Today is not April Fool's Day." She wanted to say in a relaxed tone, but it was a pity that she couldn't laugh.

"No kidding." The tone over there was also solemn.

In fact, she didn't feel happy at all when she heard this result.

However, on the face: "Well, I get it."

"Are you going to come and see her, at the Beijing City Hospital."

"No, I don't know her before, so let's do it, she doesn't have to tell me if she is dead." Ruan Xihe hung up the phone and tucked her phone under the pillow.

044 I don't know what mood Ruan Xihe used to say that sentence.

However, she must be very depressed now.

Park Jae Hyung woke up when she answered the phone.

He was a bit alert at first when he heard the male voice, but Hee Jin’s tone was always cold, and Park Jae Hyung was not jealous. The only regret is that his flower language is not very good, and he only understands some words intermittently: cut wrists, vegetative , Hospital, Beijing, and death.

"What's wrong?"

Ruan Xihe nestled in his arms, buried his head very low, and said in a soft tone: "It's okay, a friend's mother cut her wrist and committed suicide."