Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Me." She hesitated, a little scared, and couldn't say anything.

He didn't speak, so he looked at her quietly.

"Then I won't listen." After all, she was still shy, lowered her head and continued to do homework, her neck was covered with a beautiful pink.

He got up and walked behind her, pasted it, held her hand, and wrote the problem-solving process on the draft paper.

"So." They were too close.

"Yeah." She hummed softly.

He had finished writing the questions, and he did not let go. He could only say that the youth's vitality was difficult to control sometimes.

When the little girl stiffened, he felt the slight reaction when he was close to it.

Gritting his teeth without speaking.

She still didn't speak, but Qin Anzhen knew that her hand had tightened again.

When he got up, he turned off the light in the study. The bright room was instantly swallowed by darkness, and the moonlight in front of the window was also hazy, as if it could not come in.

The warm feeling on the back sticks back again.

She bit her lower lip, her fingers squeezed the handle of the chair, and her whole body was stretched.

"What are you nervous about?" he asked in a low voice in her ear.

"Study... Senior." Her voice trembled slightly, with a pity of begging.

Before Ruan Xihe could fully adapt to the darkness in the room, he was picked up and sat on him.

The throbbing became stronger.

He kissed her lips lightly.

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