Slag Girl Illustrated Book

When the two turned their heads, it was Array’s brother Ahmed.

As the king's eldest prince, he was originally the heir, but because he acted so ridiculously that the king chose Arayi, the second prince, as the heir.

Of course, this is only a superficial phenomenon, and the real reason is the influence of Allahyi, national expectations, financial strength, and influence, making the royal family eagerly want to bind him.

It just so happened that Ahmed couldn't live up to it, so he simply changed his heir.

Ahmed glanced at Ruan Xihe, a glimmer of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He looks very similar to Alayi, the only difference is that his figure is slightly blessed, not as energetic as Alayi.

They should also be slightly shorter.

There was a European blonde next to her.

The clothes are not very Arabian, but the clothes are still tightly worn, not even showing the ankles.

Stepping on eight-centimeter high heels, it looks a bit taller than Ahmed from a distance!

The prince’s private life is chaotic, and Arayi is the opposite. A girlfriend has never dated, so that Ahmed keeps his eyes on Ruan Xihe, and his half-brother has never followed him. Woman, with scrutiny and scrutiny in her eyes.

Don't look at men in public, so Ruan Xihe kept his eyes down slightly, ignoring Ahmed's gaze.

"This is your girlfriend?"

"Yes, she is my girlfriend." Although she is not right now, Arayi believes that he will be able to pursue her. Now that he should be so fast, I am afraid that Ahmed will beat Ruan Xihe.

His elder brother, Allayi still knows a little bit, he has a lot of sex, and has a lot of means. He pulled Ruan Xihe behind him and didn't want to give Ahmed more opportunities to see her.

Ahmed was holding the blonde girl's waist, not very well-behaved, and his eyes also had wine-colored turbidity. In short, Ruan Xihe didn't like this ridiculous appearance.

"It's really rare to see this look."

Ahmed's words sounded no problem at first, but with this tone, it was obvious that women did not take much attention to them. For most Arab men, women are like playthings, and it is really not worth their attention.

Ruan Xihe pursed her lips, not her glass heart, but sad for this status quo.

Allayi frowned: "She will be my princess in the future."

One sentence is to warn Ahmed that he needs to respect Ruan Xihe.

"Tsk." He sneered, his brother is still tender emotionally.

The girl standing next to him had low eyebrows and pleasing eyebrows, not commensurate with her flamboyant blond hair at all.

Ahmed is probably good for this bite.

"I won't disturb you anymore, let's go." Ahmed saw that Arayi attaches great importance to this Asian girl, and smiled a little strangely. He patted the blonde girl's ass, the action is really not respectable.

After he left, Allayi wrinkled his brows slightly.

He bowed his head and said to Ruan Xihe earnestly: "Stay away from him, he is cruel, to anyone."

"good."

"Also just now I was afraid that he would be embarrassed to you, so I said that you are my girlfriend. Will you be angry?"

"No." She smiled and shook her head.

The two bought it all morning.

Allayi is not so busy every day. He has left a lot of work this time and played with her. Since he will accompany her out tomorrow, he must go back to the palace in the afternoon to finish all his official duties.

He told Nazaha to entertain Ruan Xihe.

But she went shopping all morning and didn't want to move in the afternoon, so she declined Allahyi and went straight to the hotel to make up for sleep. She could not sleep well on the plane tomorrow.

Allayi came back after busy and went straight to her room.

After knocking for several minutes, she came out and opened the door in a daze.

The suite was too big, she fell asleep in it, and did not hear any movement outside at first.

The sky was already dark, and there were no headlights in her room, only a few small night lights were faintly lit.

Alayi was condescending, and some of the scenery was unobstructed. The more dim and blurred, the more beautiful, his mind instantly turned into a paste, there was no way to think normally, and there were patches of snow in front of him.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his fingers on the door frame tightened slightly.

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