Slag Girl Illustrated Book

This is obviously her home, and I didn't expect Yan Fufeng to live there, but it seems that she is the guest.

It’s strange to sit in the living room all the time. His voice is gentle and lazy: "I have planted all the red roses in the back garden. Would you like to go upstairs and take a look."

Ruan Xihe was taken aback for a moment, and then a slight strangeness filled his heart.

She doesn't live here often, so the back garden has been left to the care of the craftsmen, but Yan Fufeng didn't expect Yan Fufeng to be so careful.

"good."

Ruan Xihe's bedroom is the largest in the entire villa, and it was specially remodeled. When she was away, Yan Fufeng lived in this room alone.

She likes the platform the most. The curtains are very transparent, with three layers superimposed, very ethereal, like a fairyland by mistake.

Now, here has become the best viewing platform, and when you look down, it is all red.

Yan Fufeng sat on the chair next to her.

He didn't ask why He Nanxian was willing to let her go. He was always the same as himself, loving to the depths, and reluctant to do things she didn't like.

"Like it?"

"Like it." She turned her head and smiled at him.

How could anyone dislike such a painstaking effort to please?

"Music Group is yours."

Yan Fufeng didn't have any extra energy to take care of this kind of beam jumping clown, but he didn't expect that they would hit Ruan Xihe with their idea.

At that time, he was furious, and when he was about to accumulate his strength to give it a fatal blow, he suddenly discovered that her shadow and handwriting appeared inside.

So he did not move for the time being.

Unexpectedly, the little girl played such a big game of chess. In the end, she didn't have any leftovers to eat Muhammad. If this tactic of playing face-to-face is classified, it can be included in a very classic section of business wars!

"Yeah." She replied, without any hint of arrogance.

Yan Fufeng's heart warmed.

"Let's go traveling, go to country F, go to our manor, where the roses are also blooming beautifully." He turned his head and looked at her.

Ruan Xihe was a little moved.

"I don't want status."

Wipe, these words again, well, she was moved.

"Wait until I finish dealing with things here."

"Okay." Yan Fufeng bent his lower lip. He had already figured out her routine. He was merciful but not long-lasting. It is fine when he loves you. After the breakup, he doesn't remember the old things at all, provokes you, but doesn't give him a place. Really scumbag.

But he was reluctant to let go. In that case, he could only let himself adapt to her.

"Eat this?"

"Eat." She was about to get the strawberry on the table when a large strawberry with the leaves already picked came to her lips.

She opened her mouth slightly and took a bite, which was quite sweet, and ate the whole thing.

He used to feed her often, and now he seems to be very familiar with it.

It's just that she is not used to it, every time she finishes eating, she always accidentally licks his finger.

Yan Fufeng's eyes darkened a little bit.

After eating five or six in a row, he suddenly asked her, "Is it delicious?"

"Uh-huh!"

"I will try it."

He pinched her chin and kissed it gently.

After she was kissed, she hooked his neck naturally and sat on it following the strength of his arm.

After he noticed her enthusiasm, he stopped deliberately, and she twisted and was a little unhappy.

"What's the matter?" Yan Fufeng asked with a dumb voice.

"Uncle." She blushed and whispered his name in his ear.

"What's wrong, Ruan Ruan speak out?"

"I want it." She said this with the shame.

"What do you want?"

"I want you, I want you." She yelled these words in a cry of tears in his arms.

In the next second, she was picked up by Yan Fufeng and pressed into the bed.

With her wrists clasped, her small mouth opened slightly, and a few small teardrops hung on her eyelashes. She looked at him with a pitiful look, luring him into depravity.

"Say it again, what does Ruan Ruan want?" He looked at her condescendingly.

"I, I want you to *me!" she yelled with trembling eyes closed.

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