Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Originally, Wenqueyi wanted to go shopping with Ruan Xihe to buy clothes or something.

Now, since we are going to break up, what are you going to shop around? Get up!

"Sister Wen, you know all male models."

Ruan Xihe looked at Wenqueyi with a faint smile.

She told Ke Hao that she was called a male model at night, and she just said it casually, but she didn't expect sister Wen to come out, something.

"You still have to try everything in life." Wen Cheyi didn't feel embarrassed either. He was an adult, so there was nothing to say about it.

"Okay, try Sister Wen's life."

Ruan Xihe teased.

"You little girl!" Wen Queyi cursed with a smile.

The two went to the spa first.

One-stop service for beauty massage, back massage and foot massage.

When I came out, I felt that every pore of my own was opened, and I was breathing fresh air.

This will not take much time.

Here is the highlight, I have to go to the clubhouse.

It’s not very popular on the Internet to give birth to a male model, die for a male model, and fight for a male model for a lifetime.

Many girls are still making jokes, saying that they should work hard to make money, which proves that boyfriends give love and male models give more!

This clubhouse looks quite magnificent.

Ruan Xihe had never been here before, and followed Wenqueyi the whole time. He was incredibly well-behaved and obedient.

Hey, this process is so skilled, and the membership cards are all top diamonds. Sister Wen has come here for consumption.

Ruan Xihe felt that he really lacked care for Sister Wen, and he didn't know that Sister Wen had such a thing and was Tibetan here.

I'll see what the little treasure that Sister Wen likes looks like.

Wen Queyi opened the room, turned his head and smiled at Ruan Xihe, somehow his ears blushed: "I don't come often, occasionally."

It's okay if this is not explained. An explanation really means that there is no silver three hundred taels here.

"Well, I understand, I understand." Ruan Xihe laughed.

It's very playful here, the private room opened by Wenqueyi is actually called Chuque Wushan is not a cloud.

Good guy, this stuff, color. The love is very advanced!

"Miss Wen, do you still call Xiaoyu over?"

The waiter who brought them over said so.

Wen Queyi held Ruan Xihe's eyes, bit the bullet and said: "Well, call all the team over and let this lady see if she likes it."

"good."

Before the waiter left, Ruan Xihe's eyes were still rolling around, she was so beautiful.

After the door was closed, Ruan Xihe relaxed a little. Don't think she could play, but Ruan Xihe had never called for this kind of service in this kind of place. It was the first time, the first time.

"Sister Wen, how is that Xiaoyu?"

Ruan Xihe was a little curious.

"I'm just a younger brother, he's quite simple, I took a little more care of him." Wen Queyi said.

Ruan Xihe didn't believe a word after hearing Queyi's words. The brothers and brothers who work here are not innocent.

"Sister Wen, where are you and that Xiaoyu." It's one step, I haven't finished asking this.

The door of the box was opened.