Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"I love you for real."

When Ruan Xihe said these words, he looked at Yan Fufeng in amazement, and then felt a little distressed. He gently pressed it up with his fingertips and warmed it a little: "Uncle, you are crying."

Yan Fufeng was buried in her neck. A 30-year-old man actually had a day of emotional breakdown. From the explosion on the cruise ship, from her disappearance, and now, no one can empathize with his emotions.

Insomnia night after night, he got a lot of news about her, and he would check it out whether it was true or not, just thinking about what if, what if he found her?

But after he really found her, those deep and shallow worries hidden in his heart became real, and he was too uncomfortable.

Yan Fufeng will always guard his rose, I'm afraid his little rose won't need him one day.

"You are too cruel to me, Ruan Ruan." He hugged her tightly, his tone a little harsh.

Yan Fufeng knew her too well. Ruan Xi and a series of reactions showed that she didn't want to return to her. This intuition made him uncomfortable and powerless.

"I love you, it's true that I love you, it's true to you, these are all true." She gently embraced him, sorry, uncle, for making you sad.

Yan Fufeng kissed her lips, a bit bitter, his heart wrinkled, he could only close his arms a little bit, his little rose, in the end, it really hurt him all over his body.

The soft touch on the lips with a slight enthusiasm made people sink.

The touch and scorching heat of her waist made her weaken a little bit.

He is fierce and scary.

During that time, he knew her body better than Ruan Xihe, and how to make her happy, Yan Fufeng knew well.

The coat fell to the ground, and the sweater rolled up.

She tightened her fingers a little bit, squeezed the hallway tightly, and raised her neck high, uncomfortably not knowing what to do.

The movement here caused tumbling.

With vigilance and scrutiny in his beautiful blue eyes, he kept circling the two of them in circles.

Gungun didn't know why this man wanted to bully his master, who was almost crying just now.

It barked its teeth at Yan Fufeng, but Yan Fufeng glanced at it lightly, and the billowing momentum was suffocated again. Hey, scared!

The man's hair was tied to her and she was itchy.

I couldn't bear it, and pushed his head, but didn't want to press it tighter.

She exhaled uncontrollably, not to overflow, but it was useless.

He raised his head to kiss the corner of her lips.

The voice was very low, and he spoke softly against her auricle.

The content was shy, she was buried in his arms and did not speak, her toes curled up nervously.

Yan Fufeng picked him up and walked to the bedroom.

The thin, powerful arms lifted her effortlessly.

Dragging her back with one hand, his knees stuck in his arms, and the high heels just fell to the ground.

"Which room?" Yan Fufeng's voice was low and deep, in such a dim environment, there is no reason to be dangerous, 暧@横生.

"The first room on the second floor."

"Da da da......"

The sound of footsteps makes people feel hot.

Yan Fufeng steadily held her upstairs.

This kind of scene has happened countless times.

She was still in a daze when she sank into the soft bed.

Yan Fufeng turned on the light, and the room was too bright.

He stood in front of the bed and pulled off his tie with one hand.

Ruan Xihe bent his arms slightly, supporting his body to look at him.

Yan Fufeng's fingertips fell on the buttons of his shirt.

One, two.

She took a few beats of her breathing for no reason.

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