Slag Girl Illustrated Book

When he was not a human being, she frowned and pressed her to his neck.

It's kind of itchy.

He held the trembling little girl in his arms and gently kissed her profile.

Even the air is gentle when feelings are good.

Yan Fufeng took the little girl and went directly to the bedroom on the second floor.

Adjust the water temperature.

The moonlight is full of fragility.

The broad and stalwart back almost completely covered her, if it hadn't been for the two thin white legs that were close to the waist, I was afraid that there was a little girl in front of him.

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Waking up at night.

Pulling the curtains in front of the French windows, through the gaps between the curtains, you can probably tell that the willows are already over the moon.

The small wall lamp on the bedside exudes a soft warm halo.

The eyelashes quivered, casting a shadow, and the moon shadow shook Mi Li.

On one side of the shoulder was a trace of being bullied.

She leaned against his aching back, her plain fingertips touched the Buddhist beads between his wrists, and she played with them carefully, and after a while she fell on her well-defined heart.

"Uncle, are you so afraid of the Buddha to blame every day?"

"Not afraid."

He glanced at her threateningly, and the little girl hummed honestly.

"Uncle, I don't think you are cultivating compassion. You may be cultivating that domineering demon method."

"Then you have to practice with me." Yan Fufeng answered this directly.

"Don't I practice with you every day?" She raised her voice, as if she had a hook in her eyes.

Yan Fufeng didn't have much resistance in her, so she stood up and wanted to practice this supreme technique again.

She put her hands on his front **** and smiled beautifully: "No more, people are hungry, let's eat."

Although Yan Fufeng came to feel it, her needs were the most important. He kissed her on the lips, got up to help her get dressed, and went downstairs to eat.

Yan Tiantian made a mistake today, rushed into the bathroom, flipped through the trash can, and the paper was ripped everywhere.

When the animal trainer wants to hit it, it will grin at the animal trainer, especially fierce.

When Ruan Xihe came down, he just saw such a scene of the two armies facing each other. There was a mess of paper in the living room, one person and one tiger facing each other, each fierce.

Although Yan Tiantian is usually behaved, he doesn't attack people, and he doesn't even take care of people coldly, but after all, he is a tiger, and everyone will still be more or less scared in their hearts.

"Yan Tiantian!" Ruan Xihe shouted.

The little tiger was no longer fierce in an instant, innocent and cute, and ran towards Ruan Xihe.

Trainer:...

If the inner activity can be shown at this time, then the trainer's heart should be like this: I feed you, feed you, and in the end you still don't love me.

But this should be more accurate for Yan Fufeng, he should be: you eat mine and drink mine, and in the end, the woman who occupied me.

Looking at the mess in the living room.

Ruan Xihe squinted her eyes. No matter how Yan Tiantian greeted her, she won't hold her.

Yan Tiantian: Meow~

Lying on the ground with all four feet upright, showing the soft belly in front of Ruan Xihe, his eyes are all thirsty. Hope, if it can speak human words, now its mouth snoring. The snoring must be: contrived, belly give You touch it!

wipe! wipe! wipe!

What kind of evil can a little tiger have?

Ruan Xihe originally wanted to clean it, but now he can't bear it anymore. He squatted down and touched its belly. The little thing made a snoring sound comfortably, and hugged Ruan Xihe's hand flatly, but it didn't stretch out its paws. The pad is soft.

The heart is soft and messed up in an instant, isn't it just tearing the paper, tear it.

Pick it up and go to eat.

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West Market

The tall man turned sideways in a big round kick and kicked the man to the ground. The gun attached to his waist was completely useless. The sound of falling bones made his heart tighten, which must be very painful.

The handsome facial features are magical in the night.

The sound of police boots stepping on the ground is even more frightening, "click" and "click" again and again.

When the broad palms are made into fists, every fist reaches the flesh, and only those who have experienced it will know how life is better than death.

He was obviously a criminal who killed 18 people in a row, but when the man in the police uniform looked at him, he would shudder in fear, and even be beaten like this without backhanding power.

Embarrassed like a mourning dog, crawling backwards trembling, unable to say even begging for mercy.

It's a pity that this little struggle doesn't help at all.

Fu Xiu handcuffed the person backhands with his handcuffs, and threw the person into the car with one hand like a chicken.

Police cars came in rows, but unfortunately it was late and everything was over.

The notorious criminal has been caught by the director.

Fu Xiu didn’t have any expression. He was not angry but mighty. His face was extremely rigid. Righteousness and evil aura coexisted. People who saw him at first sight would be scared. Think he is fierce. Even in uniform, he can rise and fall. His explosive body can be seen from the sleeves.

After the scene was handed over to his subordinates, he drove back to the bureau.

Sitting in the office, he squeezed his eyebrows wearily.

The phone vibrated.

The transfer notice came down, and he assumed the post of director of the Shanghai Stock Exchange Inspection and Arrest Department on September 25.

A month ago, the Tong family power was extensively purged, and the vacant positions were being watched by various forces.

The Shanghai Stock Exchange is one of the important places where all parties are jealous.

In this ever-changing game, Fu Jiaqi is still the best move.

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There are big drumsticks tonight.

Yan Tiantian stared eagerly, but she was always extraordinarily well-behaved around Ruan Xi and her, and she would never move without permission.

If Ruan Xihe is not here today, put this thing in front of him, and tear up the tablecloth for you!

Ruan Xihe put a plate in front of Yan Tiantian.

It eats very elegantly.

The corner of the animal trainer's mouth was drawn straight.

Watching TV with Ruan Xihe after dinner, Yan Fufeng sat with Ruan Xihe half of his body next to him, with long legs on the sofa.

Yan Tiantian was resting on Ruan Xihe's calf.

American dramas are being broadcast on TV.

The protagonist goes to Europe to play and lives in a castle.

That old castle is big and beautiful. It is conservatively estimated that the Zijin campus of Zhejiang University is so big.

It turns out that the heroine lost at home in the novel is really not an exaggeration, but a realism.

She sat upright all of a sudden, this castle is so beautiful.

Yan Fufeng asked: "Like it?"

"very beautiful."

He didn't say much.

"By the way, it's been 52 days since the day after tomorrow, uncle, will there be a surprise that day?" She smiled and fell into his arms.

"have."

"What is it?" She came to her spirits.

"You'll know the day after tomorrow." He smiled.

"What do you tell me!" Ruan Xihe knelt on the sofa and kissed him on the mouth.

"I will tell you then." His voice was extremely low and dumb.

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