Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Actually, my plot for his nestlings is still there, but I hate this instinct, so I deliberately suppress it, but I don't know how long this instinct will last." Ruan Xihe doesn't like this kind of out of control.

"But this time the target of this strategy is very sensitive. Even I can detect your drift like you." 044 was a little worried.

Those rigorous tasks, if not loved to the extreme, are difficult to accomplish.

Moreover, each task is completed, how pure the other's love is, and how high the energy will be. If the harmony can't settle down, then this feeling will be infested with impurities and affect the distribution of reward items.

If it used to be, 044 wouldn't matter, but this is a six-star target, and genetic potion may be dropped. For such a rare thing, it doesn't want problems with the mission.

"You have to be more serious with this, or I can temporarily block your memory and keep you in the state before the amnesia."

"No, I will pay attention." Ruan Xihe is not the case if it is blocked.

She was lying on the bed and rarely had some insomnia.

She understands the meaning of wanti, and it is indeed unfair to He Nanxian that she is doing this now.

But if you like it, you really like it. Who doesn't like a man like He Nanxian?

He stood at the highest point of power, and to be honest, such a person already had his own halo and was dressed in holy clothes.

What's more, he has many excellent qualities, kind, tolerant, tolerant, gentleman, courteous, caring for the overall situation...

At home, He Nanxian really didn't let her peel a shrimp. Then she was just a little girl living next to him. Without the identity of a girlfriend, he was so generous and polite to himself.

Ruan Xihe knew what she looked like and how attractive she was. In that situation, it was too difficult to be able to sit back and relax. She admired He Nanxian.

A clean and beautiful person deserves 100% of his enthusiasm and sincerity.

From tomorrow on, don't do this, Ruan Xihe, treat He Nanxian well.

She closed her eyes and muttered these words silently in her heart.

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today's weather is not good.

The weather was very gloomy, and she was standing at the window.

Three or two crackling raindrops hit the window, and the howling wind shook the branches in the courtyard.

"Didi..."

Ruan Xihe clicked on the phone screen.

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Her eyes curled up slightly, swaying soft ripples.

Turned around, walked out of the living room, and took out a white lace umbrella with a wide edge from the umbrella basket.

Early in the morning, I came back to Tan Palace from Sister Wen.

There are a total of 18 villas here.

Located on the west side of Xijiao Hotel on Hongqiao Road, Shanghai, the owners of luxury villas are distributed all over the world, covering an area of ​​1846 square meters and covering an area of ​​6 acres.

Ruan Xihe spent more than 400 million to buy it.

Based on classic buildings in Britain, France, Italy, and Spain, each building is worth hundreds of millions.

Some people say that this is "the first luxury house in Shanghai".

She will welcome her sweetheart with the highest standards.

The floral white dress was swaying in the wind, and she walked towards the black red flag car step by step under the umbrella.

On both sides are flowers, tremblingly gather the raindrops on the petals.

The gentleness of the lips shattered in the air, wisps and strands, airtightly penetrated into his blood and marrow.

When He Nanxian had never been so self-willed, he got out of the car and hugged her regardless.

It turned out that I liked people, and it was really hard to bear to be separated from her every minute.

"Hehe, I miss you." His low voice fell to her ears, and her warm breathing made her tremble slightly.

Ruan Xi and the fingers that had originally gently pinched the skirt of his clothes suddenly tightened.

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