Slag Girl Illustrated Book

After eating, the two of them didn't go to the casino, and ran to the beach for a walk. The land here is reclaimed from the sea, so naturally there is a lot of sea.

"Uncle, you carry me, the sand is on your feet."

Yan Fufeng squatted down, Ruan Xihe leaned forward.

His back is very wide, giving people an inexplicable sense of security, and he walks very steadily and steadily every step he carries on his back.

While supporting her, one hand pressed her skirt slightly, fearing the wind would blow.

She hugged Yan Fufeng by the neck.

The breath fell in his ears.

"Uncle, you don't have any smell of smoke on your body, don't big guys like you like smoking cigars?"

"Cultivating Buddhism, I gave up." He said so.

"How old did you learn to smoke?"

"Twelve years old."

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The moon tonight is not round at all, it is sharp and sharp, but it is inexplicably beautiful surrounded by stars.

The air is full of the taste of sea water, salty and wet.

The golden color of the beach is connected with the white foam of the sea waves. Although it is more than the stars of the Milky Way in the night, this entangled posture always reveals an inexplicable romance.

Another wave of waves came, and Ruan Xihe wanted to go down to play in the water, so Yan Fufeng didn't let Yan Fufeng carry it on his back.

However, as soon as the sea rushed up and hadn't touched her feet, she shrank her feet, and her ten white and tender toes immediately curled up, and hugged Yan Fufeng: "This water is so cold!"

Yan Fufeng took off his suit jacket and put it on her.

Looking at people under the moonlight, there is always a vague and amazing feeling of looking at flowers in the mist. You will feel that the other person looks better and better, not to mention that he likes this girl.

Yan Fufeng's Adam's apple moved slightly: "Can I kiss you?"

"No!" She teased him deliberately.

Yan Fufeng pursed his lips and said nothing.

wipe! With this look again, the contrast is too serious!

"Then, that, only a kiss is allowed!"

With her permission, Yan Fufeng circled her waist before kissing.

The temperature of the palm is very hot.

One bends over, the other stands on tiptoe.

"Yeah~" She couldn't stand it a little, this man was even worse than yesterday...

The sounds she couldn't control made Yan Fufeng's scalp numb, and the flames in his body began to ignite. He could only kiss her harder and probe.

If she didn't think it was too long and pushed him, maybe he would keep kissing.

She was leaning against Yan Fufeng's arms, and both of them were a little unstable in breathing.

When I went back, the servants changed their name to her wife.

She felt weird and suggested that they call Miss Ruan Ruan.

There are a lot of old-school practices in Australia and Hong Kong. Ruan Xihe was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but Lin Dong and Changming were also called this every day, and they became accustomed to this name before they knew it.

But in most cases, she will still emphasize that they call themselves a lady, not a lady.

The two went to take a bath when they came back from the beach. Today they also bought a small pajama, a little cute style, with white lace and silk edges, and a small tulle coat on the outside.

She went to the cloakroom with her bare feet to sort out the spoils of tonight.

When the girl takes out the things from the shopping bag one by one and hangs them in the closet and shelf, the mood becomes very good.

There was originally only Yan Fufeng alone, but now it is occupied by the little girl's clothes and jewelry.

When he came over, Ruan Xihe was putting a bag on top of his feet.

Yan Fufeng came over, took the bag, and put it on easily.

But at the same time the little girl was also held in his arms.

The bottle of shower gel that I bought at night has the same taste on both of them, and there is a little ambiguity in this invisibility.

She turned and put her back against the closet at the back.

Put your hands on his chest lightly: "Uncle, you are washing so slowly."

Yan Fufeng's attention was completely on her lips, she didn't wear lipstick, it was very tender.

"Go back to sleep?" She pushed again, but did not push, the two were so close.

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