Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Wen also held back at school for half a month, and the wolf cub's ferocity suddenly broke out.

Her tongue was tingling faintly.

That's not all.

"Sister, I miss you so much, I miss you every day."

His dominance was revealed a little bit, from the gloomy eyes, from the hot palms, from the lips that can melt people, wherever he goes, love stretches.

She clenched her fingers a little bit, her breath was pulled away a little bit, all her senses were controlled, unable to escape, she was totally addicted.

Ruan Xihe fell completely soft in his arms, Wen Ye, Wen Ye was too much...

I am a Montblanc fountain pen, the black body is full of luxurious atmosphere.

I may be a fatter pen. After all, my body is very round and I can fill a lot of ink.

On weekdays, I always lie in the master's pencil case, and I have never been used.

Tonight, my host suddenly took me out and wiped me clean with a hot towel.

I'm a little happy, isn't the mission of the pen to be used by the owner?

The young master has a girlfriend, and I don't know why she was a little scared when she saw me.

All I know is that the little master has been comforting her, saying things that make me shy with this pen.

I went into a cave.

The entrance of the cave was a bit narrow, but at first, there was only a crack in the stone.

There is a bulge inside.

As a pen, I don't like such an environment, because I am afraid that I will get water. Will the water get scrapped?

Fortunately, I found that the water here is not clean water, and the composition is very complicated, so the pen and pen should not get into the water.

The master is playing games with me. He pushes me in a while and pulls me out. I am also very happy, so fun. I love the master and I love to play in the water.

The host's girlfriend is not very happy, I can't see her, but I know she is crying.

The happier the host played with me, the more miserable she would cry, and I felt a little guilty.

Later, the master stopped playing with me, and washed me and put me in the pencil case. The world was dark again. I really hope that the little master can play with me next time.

......

He was still holding him when he woke up, with a Montblanc pencil case on the bedside.

Wen also looked at her, and gently asked her if she would like to get up and eat something?

That is of course necessary.

The younger brother is very energetic every day, and if he doesn't really feel better, his sister's legs are very weak.

"I feed my sister."

Mouth-to-mouth feed, she eats vegetables, he eats vegetables, she eats meat, he also eats meat, she drinks Nai, he also drinks Nai, but she eats seriously, he eats not seriously.

"Sister, they used to say that women are made of water. I don't believe it. Now I believe it. My sister is made of water." Wen Ye ate this meal, and the pajamas were all wet. Ruan Xihe sat down with that prescription. pass.

After all, my brother only helped her wear a little shirt of his own.

As night fell, in the closed bathroom door, a woman's low-pitched and coquettish cry could still be heard. I don't know how long it took before the voice gradually calmed down.

......

The first day my brother came back, he was tossed all night.

I couldn't get up at all the next day.

Wen also went to class, and when he came back, Ruan Xihe was still in the quilt.

The room was quiet, the curtains were still drawn, no different from before he left.

It was dim and dark, and no sunlight could come in.

There was a bit of a woman's sweetness in the room, as well as his taste.

Yes, last night, it seemed that there was a little splash on the sofa.

He ordered dinner in advance and took off the sofa cover and went to the washing machine to wash it.

After tidying up the house briefly, he squatted before her bed.

After getting closer, he looked carefully, the more he looked, the better he looked, and he bubbling up with joy in his heart.

Kissed, and kissed again without holding back.

"Hate, don't kiss me!" Being disturbed by Qingmeng, she frowned and pushed him, but her voice was hoarse because she just woke up.

He really didn't want to do something, after all, last night was too much, he made it very late, but when his sister spoke, he couldn't stand it.

Little by little, his hand got into the bed, and slowly, he was not satisfied with this, so he got his head in.

"No, no, Wen, Wen."

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