Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"There is no reason, I just want to be nice to you." Ruan Xihe smiled.

She went and took a small box of ointment in the bag. It was developed by her against the ancient prescription. It had a miraculous effect on the scars, and it was very comfortable to apply on it.

Ruan Xihe dabbed a little with his fingertips, and gently smeared his reddish skin.

The ice in the man's eyes seemed to melt a bit.

"This is for you." The man gave her the little phoenix.

"Give it to me?" Ruan Xihe really likes this kind of exquisite little thing, but the big and beautiful one is so good, it's invaluable to sell it.

He is also very good at this craft, even if he is out there in the future, he won't starve himself to death.

"Ok."

"Thank you!" She took it and said thank you.

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She still has to go home tonight, but it's not Xiyue Terrace, but Sister Wen's house, this will really live with her.

Yue Jie is a tireless perpetual motion machine. The Spring Festival night after night is so tired!

That size is usually scary for little girls.

Sister Wen directly cleaned up a room for Ruan Xihe to live in.

Like a cat catching a mouse, it finally came to Friday.

Ruan Xihe bought the ticket early, except for Sister Wen who knew that she had returned to Nancheng, no one else knew where she was going.

Ruan Xihe didn't know about Yue Jie until he arrived in Nancheng, and he scrapped a pen on the spot.

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As soon as I got off the plane, I saw Fan Qingtong waiting for herself, hey, not bad, he was hugged when he walked over, and he kissed her lightly between her eyebrows before he took her out.

"Do you want me?" he asked.

"Of course I miss you, otherwise I will come all the way to see you!" When she focused on looking at people, her eyes were full of stars. The kind of affection that is full of you is too easy to move people.

He felt like he had been bitten by a little ant. For the first time in his life, he felt that it was great to be liked this way by a little girl.

Fan Qingtong put everything down to pick her up.

I wanted to take the little girl to the house for a break, but the secretary was urging her, and the company had something to do.

"Why don't you go directly to the company and I will wait for you in your office?" Ruan Xihe suggested.

Fan Qingtong thought about it and thought it was fine, so the car drove directly to the company.

There is an elevator dedicated to the president in the underground parking lot that can directly reach the eighth floor, so the two did not attract any strange eyes.

After arriving on the eighth floor, the secretarial assistants who were busy coming in and out as soon as the elevator door was opened. The entire eighth floor served Fan Qingtong alone.

Fan Qingtong never brought a woman to the company, and didn't like having a woman come to the company to find him. Suddenly there was a little girl next to him, everyone was a little surprised!

Many people thought that Qu Man was already a stunner in the world, but now I know what it means to have a heaven outside, and there are people outside of it.

The most important thing is Mr. Fan's attitude towards the little girl, which is intimate and gentle.

This was Ruan Xihe's first public appearance in front of them, and the secretary Shengda was also astonished for a few seconds before he came back to his senses.

Everyone looked at Qu Man almost coincidentally.

There is something between Qu Man and the boss, everyone knows well, after all, Qu Man didn't hide the expression in Mr. Fan's eyes.

The women around Mr. Fan came and went very quickly. Qu Man was considered to be a relatively long-term one, and many people thought that Qu Man might really be the boss's wife in the future!

But now a little girl came out, tut~

Uncomfortable emotions arose in Qu Man's heart. She lowered her head slightly, not wanting to let her turbulent emotions express too thoroughly.

She walked over generously and greeted Fan Qingtong with a smile: "Mr. Fan."

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