Slag Girl Illustrated Book

He suddenly felt flustered, flustered for no reason.

"You will be fine, don't talk nonsense." His tone was determined.

Ruan Xi and Puff laughed out.

"Yeah, what are you doing so nervously? Isn't this what I said, it is if, but if there is such a day, I must hope that you are good, I love you so, uncle, if you have something to do, I will heartache, you must not bear my heartache Right." She looked up at him.

He does not speak.

"Hey, what are you doing so serious!" She smiled and kissed his chin on tiptoe.

Yan Fufeng has sunk bit by bit. There are some beautiful things. If you haven't got it, there will be nothing, but if you get it one day, and have it for a period of time, then lose it again, that person will be crazy.

He only knew the heaviness of his heart at this moment, making him flustered and not knowing what to do.

"Don't be stern, smile!" Ruan Xihe poked Yan Fufeng in the face.

He smiled reluctantly, and then suddenly hugged her tightly in the next second: "I love you, I don't want your heartache, I don't want you to be sad, and I want to follow you forever, but if something happens to you one day, I really don't know myself. What will happen."

"Uncle, I'm so sad because of you doing this, don't be like this." She hugged Yan Fufeng's neck.

A group of white doves flew overhead.

"Uncle, so many pigeons, so beautiful!" She staggered the sad and unpleasant things.

High heels are indeed beautiful, but after walking for a long time, your feet will hurt.

After walking along the embankment for a while, she said squeamishly that she could not move.

But the beautiful dress she wore today, she didn't want Yan Fufeng to carry herself on her back, it had no sense of beauty.

Finally, the little girl sat in the bend of Yan Fufeng's left arm, and his right hand was carrying the little girl's black high-heeled shoes.

It looks relaxed.

However, it is really easy.

"Am I heavy?" She hooked Yan Fufeng's neck.

"not heavy."

"This is the upper air that tall people can breathe." She said with a grin.

Yan Fufeng smiled, "The air above smells good?"

"It's taller than you, it's great!" Yan Fufeng is more than 1.9 meters tall, and every time she kisses him, she has to tiptoe.

"Uncle, if you could travel to 10 years ago, what would you do first thing?"

"Go to your house next door to buy a house and be your neighbor." Yan Fufeng said.

This amused Ruan Xihe.

He Xiruan’s ID card is 23 years old, and the real Ruan Xihe is 20 years old. He was a minor 10 years ago.

"Wow, uncle, you are unpredictable!"

"I just want to participate in all your past." Then you can't have those two so-called ex-boyfriends.

Ruan Xihe suddenly thought of something, and smirked in his ears: "The uncle will be greedy."

"I can wait for you to become an adult." His ears were a little red, and he answered so seriously.

"Then what do you do when you want it?" She brazenly molested Yan Fufeng.

This question really stopped him. Yan Fufeng was not interested in this kind of thing at first, but after being with Ruan Xihe, Pandora’s Box was opened. After tasting the meat, Ruan Xihe attended the wedding in those few days. When he went to the Shanghai stock market, he couldn't sleep alone.

It might be one day in a week, and he didn't want it under the strong opposition of the little girl.

If you really wear it back ten years ago, you might really be greedy.

Seeing his brows furrowed, Ruan Xihe laughed out loud.

"If the uncle crosses, I will make the uncle happy with my hands." She hugged his neck, and the voice sounded close to his ears.

Yan Fufeng held her arm straight and collapsed, as if he could think of such a scene, his throat became tight.

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