Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Fan Qingtong is not feeling well.

When he didn't know, he wanted to know, but after he knew it, he was unhappy. He tried his best and found himself uncomfortable.

Twenty or thirty, this number is not an exaggeration at all. He didn't talk about as many girlfriends as her. He originally guessed if she was the female version of herself, but now it seems that she is an upgraded version of the female version of herself.

"Then you have a lot of predecessors." His tone was not too enthusiastic.

"Fortunately, it can't be compared with you." Ruan Xihe said casually.

It was this feeling that made Fan Qingtong uncomfortable, the kind of warmth and warmth just now. There is no ambiguity.

Seeing Fan Qingtong's upset, Ruan Xihe laughed from the bottom of his heart. However, her girlfriend has always been competent, and the other party pouted, she knew to kiss him, and the other party frowned, she knew to coax him, and when she was angry, she I would say that I can't do without him, just like spicy strips, although it is not hygienic, it is fragrant.

He leaned over and kissed his chin: "It's all over, now it's only you. My boyfriend is so handsome and has such a nice voice. I can't bear to be upset about you."

Ruan Xihe pressed his voice to speak, incredibly gentle, his eyes focused and affectionate.

Fan Qingtong's heart beat very fast for a moment, and for the first time he avoided a girl's eyes in such a panic.

She leaned closer and poke Fan Qingtong's face with her fingertips: "Laugh, huh?"

Fan Qingtong was a little itchy, and then laughed out, hugged her, and kissed her eyebrows: "I have no temper with you anymore."

"Don't lose your temper to me, I don't like you if I lose my temper." Ruan Xihe said this in a joking tone with a smile.

Probably only 044 knows that Ruan Xihe must be as serious as he is to say this.

"I didn't lose my temper to you, can I still confess?"

"Yes, continue." Ruan Xihe said.

"How old were you when you didn't have it the first time." Ruan Xihe looked at him carefully.

Fan Qingtong:...

"What's wrong? Can't you answer this question?" Ruan Xihe wanted to laugh a little.

"17 years old."

"Oh yo, 17 years old, I thought you would be gone when you were fourteen or five." Ruan Xihe laughed.

This is really quite unexpected.

"Do I look such a beast?"

"Aren't you a beast?" Ruan Xihe turned his head and asked rhetorically.

"I am not a beast."

"You beast."

"If I were a real beast, I would have eaten you and wiped it out, and wait till now?" Fan Qingtong squeezed Ruan Xihe's small face.

"It's me."

"Well, you come." Ruan Xihe was very open.

"Is that An Jingyun your ex-boyfriend?" Fan Qingtong wanted to ask this question for a long time, but her attitude was always ambiguous.

He just asked, she wouldn't be able to tell the truth, this suffocation has been suffocated until now.

Ruan Xihe paused.

An Jingyun, alas, he was really good back then, but it is always a fact that he is married.

"It's an ex-boyfriend." Ruan Xihe admitted.

"How long have you been better with him?" He continued to ask questions like a gun.

"This is the second question." Ruan Xihe smiled, but she never did a loss-making business.

Fan Qingtong **** it, mind it really.

"Well, then continue, it's up to you."

"Ok."

"When I watched the small video, many anchors said not to kiss their boyfriends, because their mouths may have kissed the feet of their ex-girlfriends. Have you ever kissed them?" Ruan Xihe looked at Fan Qingtong in a leisurely manner.

Fan Qingtong:...

"I haven't kissed." This one really didn't. He is usually a higher role in love, and he really hasn't pleased any woman like that.

"What about other places." Ruan Xi and these words, adults all know what they mean.

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