Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Hey?"

"Miss you." Su Xuanran said, tusk.

"If it's okay, I'll hang up." Ruan Xihe said.

"I'm here at Xiyue Terrace. It's at your door." Say it. Sometimes, you can't stop the unlucky guys at your door.

Ruan Xihe felt that Su Xuanran wanted her, and he meant to get things done.

When I wanted to break up with Yuejie, Su Xuanran rushed to be the first one. When I wanted to get the next home, Su Xuanran and Lu Shenxing joined forces to get Yuejie abroad. Now I want to complete the task of catching the rape. I don’t know who to look for. The goods are here again.

Ruan Xihe stepped on and took off his shoes to open the door.

But the door was not fully opened, only half of her body was leaned out. She was at home today. She was wearing a nightdress and a nightgown. Although only half of her collarbone was exposed, it was attractive enough.

"Don't you ask me to go in and sit down?"

Ruan Xihe slid half of his body sideways to let Su Xuanran in.

As he passed by, he smelled the slightly sweet scent of shower gel on her body. Did he just take a shower?

Su Xuanran went to sit on the sofa naturally.

He became more and more curious about this girl, and Su Xuanran checked her.

Ruan Xihe once made 10 million on and off in an underground casino in Nancheng for a month, and was blacklisted by many casinos.

How many surprises she didn't know was waiting to be discovered.

"any drinks?"

"Tea."

"Are you used to drinking green peonies?"

"Yes." Su Xuanran actually prefers black tea, but he knows she likes green tea.

There was a slight hum from the kettle, and the heat swelled.

She didn't look at him, her eyes fell randomly without focus, her temples were slightly scattered, lazy and leisurely, beautiful like the ladies who came out of the ancient scroll.

Ruan Xi and the posture of making tea are extremely beautiful and standard.

The tea soup is scattered, clear to the bottom, the tea fragrance is overflowing, and there is no residue in the cup. This tea is probably carefully selected.

Plain white's fingertips matched very well with the green tea cup that day, and he pushed it in front of Su Xuanran.

I took a sip, this taste is not good for outsiders, just sighed, her craftsmanship is excellent.

The two didn't speak much, but time flies quickly.

"Are you here?"

"Give you a small gift." Su Xuanran put a small red velvet box on the tea table.

"What is this?" She didn't get it.

"Just open it and see."

Ruan Xihe paused for two seconds before opening the small box.

It is an anklet.

It's very similar to the one on her feet now.

Ruan Xihe didn't think so much, just put the box back.

"It's not for Chinese New Year. It's inappropriate for me to accept this gift from you." Ruan Xihe pushed the box in front of him.

"The gift I gave has never been taken back. If you don't like it, you can throw it away."

This is too classic. Nine out of 10 men would say the same.

Ruan Xihe did not answer.

Su Xuanran quietly tasting tea.

When the line of sight fell, his eyes condensed.

On her ankle, that anklet.

The scene that I saw at the door of KFC a few months ago suddenly appeared in my mind, such a beautiful calf and ankle, exactly the same anklet.

"You are in love." Su Xuanran looked at her, her tone of voice suddenly became dangerous, which was affirmative.

She paused, but did not answer.

Su Xuanran knew that he was probably right.

Under their noses, this girl could still play this trick, and he laughed angrily.

I don’t know if Yuejie does?

He put the tea cup on the table, walked over, holding both hands on the sides of the armchair, and gathered her between his arms.

Looking down at her, a sense of aggression rushed toward her face: "It's so tightly hidden, who is that man?"

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