Slag Girl Illustrated Book

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When I woke up and opened my eyes, what caught my eyes was the purple-red veil on the canopy bed.

The red candle burned all night, and there were only tears left, and the candle flame was extinguished.

She supported her body and got up slightly, and the tulle dropped slightly and got stuck between the arms. The yarn was extremely light, probably the best material was used to woven and cut it out.

Yan Fufeng was awakened by the movement of her getting up, sat up with his eyes closed, and then hugged her, with his chin resting on her shoulder, his voice was hoarse: "Why don't you sleep more?"

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It was noon when I got out of this room.

There is an inexplicable sense of confusion that does not know what eve tonight.

On weekdays, Yan Fufeng still restrained a little. It was true last night and also in the morning. She couldn't go out today.

How much foundation was used to cover it up.

"Smelly man, wasting so much liquid foundation."

Yan Fufeng went over to hug her, kissed her on the side of her cheek, and said in a dumb voice: "Let them all see, no one will dare to covet you."

"Strong words!" She turned and beat him.

"I will pay you liquid foundation in the afternoon. I will pay attention to it from now on, not in such a prominent position." He said.

This is worthy of scrutiny. Ruan Xihe blushed, and the inconspicuous position was even more boring.

"I'm going to live at my own house in the afternoon." She glared at Yan Fufeng.

"I am going too."

"Don't let you go, let you hit the floor."

"Okay, I'll hit the floor."

"The floor shop won't let you hit."

"Then I will watch you sleep."

"Uncle, you are clinging to death." Ruan Xihe was amused.

"Stick you." He kissed her sideways again.

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