Slag Girl Illustrated Book

The sound in the speaker gradually grew louder.

Her eyes were covered by Fu Xiu, and the tingling sensation on her earlobes became more and more serious.

"Fu Xiu." A little begging for mercy.

"Want to see it?"

"Want to see."

She just wanted to read it, and fell into his arms.

Fu Xiu's voice was so dumb: "Hook me up every day."

She had a pink complexion, and she clung to his neck without saying a word.

Just after the end of a period on the screen, he no longer covered her eyes, in Fu Xiu's arms, the two watched together.

This little story is about the official guard and the female prisoner.

The official Hu led the female prisoner into the interrogation room.

Very serious at first.

In the dimly lit room, even the slightly dangling chandelier was filled with pale cold light.

There is a table on the right hand side. There are many electric batons and maces of different sizes on the table.

Many torture tools are also hung on the walls.

The official Hu was expressionless, he pressed a record book under his hand and twisted a pen with his fingers.

The tip of the nose moved gently on the paper, not knowing what was being recorded.

"Please tell the truth." The voice was rough and hoarse.

"My lord, I don't know what I did wrong." The female prisoner was not sitting upright, with handcuffs on her hands.

The nose is slightly red and looks pitiful.

The official Hu seemed to be irritated.

The big palm slapped on the table fiercely: "I will warn you again and tell you the truth about the bad things you have done."

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This shot was taken from the back, and only the female prisoner’s facial expressions can be seen, not the means of guarding officials.

She blushed a little, but Fu Xiu didn't let her look, so she continued to watch with the old god.

Ruan Xihe's eyes fell on Fu Xiu's face, and he unexpectedly found that this man was wandering, didn't he? Can you be distracted by watching this kind of film?

She simply turned off the screen and poked Fu Xiu in the face: "Why don't you take it seriously?"

"I have no feelings for other women."

What he didn't say was that his heart felt like water just now, but when she turned off the TV and twisted it slightly, he instantly felt that there was something wrong with him.

"Where shall we go to play tomorrow?"

She wanted to pave the way for Fu Xiu. After all, it was only eight o'clock. This man could go from eight o'clock to one or two o'clock in the morning, or from ten o'clock to one or two o'clock in the morning.

So she is going to choose the latter.

"Tomorrow to the safari park or the pigeon nest? Both places are fine."

"Then we go to the pigeon nest in the morning and the zoo in the afternoon."

"Okay." He hugged her a little tighter.

Ruan Xihe noticed the change in the softness and hardness of the seat, and immediately came down.

"It's been a day on the plane today, do you want to go to bed earlier?"

Fu Xiu's voice was hoarse: "Yes, go to bed early."

Ruan Xi and listening to his voice knew that the two people's sleep didn't mean the same thing.

"Ruan Ruan."

"I don't want to be so early. I will do something else first, or should we order a supper?" she immediately remedied.

Fu Xiu doesn't want to eat anything else now.

"What do you want to eat?" She pretended to pick up her phone and ordered takeaway.

The quilt slides down.

He took her phone away with one hand, put it on the bedside table, clasped his wrists and pressed it up.

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