Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Then I'm here." His eyes were black.

Ruan Xihe quickly closed the door and released the lock.

​"Come here."

She slowly walked over.

"Sit here." Mo Tingshen patted his leg.

​"Chairman." She resisted in a low voice.

"Ruan Ruan." He suppressed all calling her name.

The little girl trembled slightly, walked over and sat down with red eyes.

He hugged Ruan Xihe's waist with his long arms, his face buried in the soft lump, and it took a long time to get up, her face was full of red clouds.

"No matter who pursues you in the future, remember to refuse." He stared into her eyes.

"Why are you so overbearing?" She was a little unhappy.

"You are obedient to Ruan Ruan." Every time the old man speaks like this, he always carries a sultry that makes the little girl irresistible.

She bit her lip and said nothing.

"Take you out for a walk tomorrow, where do you want to go?" He played with her hair one after another.

"I don't want to go." This is an angry expression.

Mo Ting gave a deep laugh: "I don't want to go out, then I will play with you in bed tomorrow."​

"I'm out!"​

"Well, where do you want to go?" He put the strand of hair on the tip of his nose and sniffed.

​"Go to Westerntipofl’AlleedesCygnes."

"Good."​

...

When Ruan Xihe came out, his eyes were red.

Sun Zhi came over with concern: "Dong Mo scolded you? Don't cry. Brother will take you to play tomorrow."

"It's okay." Ruan Xihe lowered her head, but didn't scold her, but kissed her for a long time, and her eyes turned red after eating.

Mo Tingshen also followed out, and when he saw Sun Zhi standing beside her, his expression became grim again.

"Mo Dong."

"You go back." He said to Ruan Xihe.

Sun Zhi became more sure that the chairman didn't wait to see Xiao Ruan, alas, what a good girl, how could she not please her boss.

...

Everyone left early in the morning. Ruan Xihe wanted to go to Westerntipofl’Alleedes Cygnes, which is a very famous place in France.

Translated into Chinese, it is called the western end of the Swan Trail.

There is an extremely elegant mood in the name.

​However, although it is called Swan Trail, there has never been a swan here. The swan belonged to an island a little easter than here when Louis XIV. It no longer exists.

​Early in the morning is the best time here.

Here is a kind of poetic and artistic flavor that can only be experienced by Paris lovers.

Just walk down a few steps from the Behachin Bridge. Walking westward under the quiet green shade, you will see a statue of Liberty at the end, she is looking westward at its eldest sister in the United States. Opposite is Nami Bridge and the cute mermaid.

It happened that a group of seagulls flew over your head in the sand, and you remembered the poem of Apouna Gilong: "One day has passed, and a year has passed. The time and love have not returned. The Seine River still flows under the beautiful Po Bridge."

Everyone still likes to go shopping. After all, most of the luxury goods in Europe are bought from duty-free shops, or it is much cheaper to buy them in local shops.​

Sun Zhi and they all went shopping at Galeries Lafayette. Last night they began to talk about going to Galeries Lafayette to buy the latest men's clutch bag from lv.

So she and Mo Tingshen were the only two in this journey.

Standing on the bridge, he flinched slightly​.

Mo Tingshen took her into his arms: "Put your hand in my pocket, my face is red with cold."

"Mo Dong, there are so many people!" She was a little shy and resisted.

"Then you just bury your face in my arms." Mo Tingshen chuckled softly.

"Don't be like this here."​

"Then I can go back and do this?" He looked at her gently and tightly.

"It's not okay to go back." Her little expression is too cute.

So that he held her head and kissed it unexpectedly.