Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xihe was taken aback: "20."

"I am 23 this year, and Brother Fu Xiu is 27. You are so many years apart from Brother Fu Xiu, you are not suitable!"

Ruan Xihe wanted to laugh when he heard it, but Fu Xiu's face turned black. This would make it clear that he was the youngest!

"Lu Xueman!" Fu Xiu warned, his tone was not very good.

But will Lu Xueman stop? No.

"Brother Fu Xiu, I have liked you for eight years, why can't you look at me?" Lu Xueman's character dared to love and hate, in fact, it is not annoying.

"I won't marry anyone except her in this life." Fu Xiu embraced Ruan Xihe, and everyone could hear the seriousness in his tone.

Lu Xueman squeezed her mouth and resisted crying. The person who had liked her for a long time said in front of her that other women would not marry, and it was strange that she was not heartbroken.

"If you marry me, all the resources of the Lu family are yours. Mom, dad, grandparents love me the most."

Lu Xiang:......

"It's useless for you to be Jinshan Yinshan, sorry." Fu Xiu's answer was very appropriate.

Lu Xueman's face turned pale at a glance.

Fu Xiu glanced at Lu Xiang, "Take care of your sister."

Lu Xiang hurriedly walked over and held his sister's shoulders and brought her back to the position to sit, which was so embarrassing.

For the ten thousandth time today, he regretted why he couldn't resist his sister's soft and hard foam and brought her over. Now it's okay, he feels very sorry for his brother. What is this so neat!

After this lesson learned, the skins of the young men who brought their sisters and sisters have become tight, don't do the same with them!

Of course, Lu Xueman took the lead, and those women who had thoughts about Fu Xiu didn't jump so much either.

This man doesn't give women face at all, and not all girls are made of reinforced concrete. How can it be so straightforward? They don't want face!

The atmosphere gradually turned awkward.

Fortunately, a few activists hurriedly clicked on the song, and the field was not so stiff!

Ruan Xihe felt that Fu Xiu was very good about this. She didn't need her to face the rivals in person. He alone could break the hearts of the little girls.

She bent down slightly and took a small slice of watermelon in the fruit plate to eat.

The appearance of the red lips pressed against the flesh of the flesh is indeed graceful, so many people in the audience looked straight, it is no wonder that Brother Xiu is like something, such a stunner, no one can bear to let go.

"Raisins or lychees?"

"Litchi." She leaned against Fu Xiu slightly.

Then everyone witnessed how gentle the ten thousand years iron tree was.

He not only peeled the lychees by hand, but also fed them to their mouths. Even the nuclei were spit on his hands.

Is this still the Fu Xiu who made iron?

The corners of Lu Xueman's clothes were about to be pierced.

"Manman, don't be angry, I have a way." Pan Jinglian sat beside Lu Xueman.

Lu Xueman didn't want to act as a sister with her at all, thinking she didn't know that Pan Jinglian also liked Fu Xiu, huh!

"You don't need to care about it." Lu Xueman didn't want to care about her, and didn't give any face.

Pan Jinglian smiled awkwardly.

She sat in the seat for a while, and walked over with a glass of wine. When she was almost in front of Fu Xiu, she twisted her foot and poured a glass of red wine straight on Ruan Xihe.

Fu Xiu rushed over and blocked it.

Ruan Xi frowned, this woman deliberately.

Fu Xiu could see it too, but it was not easy for so many people to say anything, but it was indeed not in a good mood.

Pan Jinglian tearfully played Xiao Baihua's three-pointer, picking up the tissue and helping him wipe it: "Brother Xiu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Ruan Xihe grabbed his wrist before he touched his hand.

The beautiful and excessive girl had no expression on her face at this moment, her eyes fell on Pan Jinglian coldly: "You can touch my man, too."

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