Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Her control ends before she loses control completely.

Breathing is a bit rapid.

Yan Fufeng obviously didn't slow down, holding her tightly.

The scorching breath fell on her shoulders and neck.

The house of Shui Tian Yi Se has been set up in the past few days, so I can’t sleep Yan Fufeng here.

When sleeping tonight, he boldly asked: "I want to hold you to sleep, can I?"

"Yes." She moved by herself and got into his arms.

In the dark, Yan Fufeng smiled a little stupidly, but he was really happy in his heart.

The frightening Mr. Yan in the Australian city is a little fool in front of Ruan Xihe. No, it should be said that there is no arrogance at all, the gentle moon is drunk.

She is going to work another day today and ask for leave tomorrow.

After all, the author's exchange meeting is tomorrow. I don't know if Mo Qianqian will come one day in advance.

Leaning on the swivel chair leisurely, you can properly fish in your spare time and brush short videos.

Fooling around with his badges bored, by the way, pick a few pleasant comments and reply.

In my daily life with the uncle, there are actually 20,000 fans on the third day today, which is too fast.

Ruan Xihe started a lottery on Weibo.

Like, follow, forward, add comments, draw 10 fans, and get the latest iPhone.

The picture is the dialogue between her and Yan Fufeng with many questions.

Cao Sheng began to prepare for the meeting, and no one has been seen in these two days.

Sister Sun came over, and she washed a box of cherries and asked Ruan Xihe if she wanted to eat it.

"No, Sister Sun, I haven't finished my box yet." She waved her hand.

Ruan Xi and everyone in the office gave a box early this morning, and Yan Fufeng said that she would bring it to everyone and build a good relationship with colleagues.

"Your uncle is really kind to you." Sun Minzhen is really envious.

"I was lucky enough to run into him being so careful." Ruan Xihe now behaves as if he is completely in love with a little girl.

"But Ruan Ruan, you have to have a snack, and marry your uncle earlier." Sun Minzhen also kindly.

"Thank you Sister Sun, I know." Ruan Xihe said.

The phone rang suddenly.

Ruan Xihe opened it to see that it was the four-star Tan Chun, who was he calling at this time?

Ruan Xihe took his mobile phone to the safe passage outside the stairs to answer the phone.

"Hey."

"It's me, Tan Chun."

"I know."

"I just don't know who to talk to about this, so I called you, me." There was also a little hesitation.

"It's okay, just tell me." Ruan Xihe touched the skirting of the wall with the toe of his shoe.

"DK asked me to go in to be a horseman. It's a thug. I don't know whether or not to go." He has nowhere to go now, and he can't fight for the rest of his life. He must have a decent job.

"Why don't you consider playing professionally?" Ruan Xihe was puzzled.

Tan Chun's eyes lit up.

"You have fast punches, good explosive power, excellent footwork, and always active attack. It feels like Manny Pacquiao, but you are still young with swing punches, hook punches, hook punches or straight punches, all Proficient, this is your advantage, why do you want to be a horseman, go to the competition, win the gold belt, and become a legend?" Ruan Xihe's voice is too bewitching.

"Okay, thank you."

"Tan Chun, do what you want to do, I believe you."

"good."

Many years later, Tan Chun held a gold belt. When the reporter interviewed him, he asked whom he would like to thank the most after winning the prize.

With tears in his eyes, he said that he would like to thank a little girl. Without her, Tan Chun died in that fight many years ago. He said that he would always remember a girl who said that he would do what he wanted to do that afternoon. Matter, she said: I believe you.

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Ruan Xihe heard Mo Qianqian's voice as soon as he wanted to go back to the office after answering the phone.

I just vomit, what a coincidence?

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