Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xihe pushed the man who was out of control.

She knew she couldn't stay in the room anymore.

Therefore, this kind of thing can't be started, and if you start together, you can't control it.

Slowly, then let go of her, with a trace of restraint in her hoarse voice.

"I'll take a shower."

"Good." [REDACTED]

Ruan Xi and waited for him to go downstairs for breakfast.

Yan Tiantian went around in her footsteps.

She asked A Jing's wife to mix some meat strips for her to eat.

The little guy's stomach is bulging, and he doesn't have the ferocity of the king of beasts, and he screams with milk.

Obedient is quite obedient, and doesn't scratch or bite, just loves to cling to Ruan Xihe.

It eats quickly, and you see the bottom in threes or twos.

Ruan Xihe was still eating, with slippers on her feet, lying on her feet, using her paws to hook the flowers on the slippers.

When Ruan Xihe got up.

The upper of the shoe on the right is bare, and the flower is slobbered by Yan Tiantian in her mouth.

Ruan Xihe:......

Yesterday, my wife said that she would take her to get a beauty treatment. Today, she really called. She refused the invitation of her wife and said that Xiaoliu wanted her to accompany her on horseback riding.

This is not an excuse, but is really going to go to the racecourse.

Yan Fufeng had a private racecourse, which was not open at ordinary times, so two people came over to play.

It was really a man, a horse.

But it's boring to ride alone.

So she was carried on his horse by Yan Fufeng.

Maybe it was because I watched a lot of movies. When I came to ride a horse this morning, she changed into a one-shouldered big puffy dress, like a noble lady in the Middle Ages.

Yan Fufeng's riding attire is also like a prince, and it fits the same as when riding in a mess.

She has a mission to be intimate in public.

This is a very good place, there are really no people around, private racecourse, not open to the public, just the two of them.

With the frequency of the horse's bumps, she was completely embedded in his arms.

Yan Fufeng circled her waist, and the horse was not running very fast.

The smell of the little girl lingered on the tip of his nose.

When she turned her head to talk to herself, her small face was pretty raw.

At first he didn't think so much, but then she posted on himself...

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