Slag Girl Illustrated Book

The two embraced tightly, gushing, hot, and trembling.

No one really fell asleep this night, and only squinted for a while before dawn.

The morning light curled up with the crimson color of the sky, gradually blooming layer by layer.

The thin window screens couldn't stop the warm sunlight from entering, dropping mottled and broken shadows on the wooden floor.

She was absentmindedly counting the colors in the aperture. The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple could not be fully summarized.

Ruan Xihe put on a white shirt, got up cautiously, not wanting to wake him up, walked barefoot to the sofa, sat on it with his legs bent and tasted the wine.

Very casually picked up the impurities on the small wooden table and looked through it.

The person on the cover is a bit familiar, isn't this the time scene? That genius designer, a natural hunter with a turbulent temperament.

Twist the cover with your fingertips and open it.

There is an introduction to Shijing, saying that he is the light of Chinese in the design world.

His ancestral home is Taicheng, no wonder.

When people in Taicheng speak foreign languages, there are indeed many Chinese accents.

I only knew that he was a designer before, but I didn't see his work. I didn't expect to see him in the magazine.

This is a cocktail dress.

It's amazing at first glance, but when you look closely, you will actually feel even more amazing.

It's as if every tassel on the waist of the dress glows.

A work can’t capture the soul of a dress, and sometimes video can’t, but if a work can impress you with a photo without a soul, then it must be a good work.

Plain white green onion's fingertips gently slid across this picture, leaving a faint scent, and then he opened the corner of the book and turned the page.

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When Arayi woke up, he found no one, and his heart beat.

Suddenly sat up, and when she saw her sitting in the lounge chair, the heart she was holding was lowered a little, and her rapid breathing slowly calmed down.

He didn't even care about wearing shoes, so he walked over to hug her, as if only in this way could he feel a trace of security.

"Tired?"

"Tired, my waist is about to break." Ruan Xihe chuckled lightly.

The first time she tied Alayi, and the second time she was also...

But after the third and fourth time, Allayi turned over and became the master.

Allayi's gaze fell on the page of the magazine she opened. It was a very beautiful white wedding dress.

I wanted to talk about buying it to her, but when I thought that she was going to break up with herself, it was another moment of heartache.

April is not really warm in Jerusalem, but there is heat in the room, and it is still cold outside.

"Are you going out to play today?" He tightened his arms.

"We have broken up."

She must emphasize this sentence.

"Ruan Xihe, you have no good, eh~"

She blocked him up directly.

If Ruan Xihe really didn't have any conscience, he finished those three times last night, can he keep it for now?

School has been open for more than half a month, and she didn't go back.

It's easy to be impulsive when I get up in the morning...

After a few days in the dark, Ruan Xihe's legs were a little weak when he saw him. He hugged her. She felt hot and reflexively wanted to kiss him.

This can't work, so she decided to go out to play with Arayi.

Jerusalem is a devastated old city in Israel, with a deep sense of history and a sad filter.

When you come to Jerusalem, the center of the world, you will find that it is really beautiful. Only through personal experience can you know how much it is worthy of your visit.

The two went to the old city first.

When they enter through the Jaffa Gate, they can go to the Christian and Armenian quarters, and then take a short downhill road to visit the old city.

The environment of Jerusalem is very good, spotless, and it just happens to be that the sunset is dim, and everything in the old city seems to have an impeccable mood.

"Arayi, I will return home in a few days."

He shook her hand tightly: "I'll go with you."

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