Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xihe took a deep breath, Kim tried hard, and finally pulled the zipper up.

It's a little bit strangled, making that squeeze bigger.

This dress is good everywhere, but the position of the bust is made smaller, otherwise it won't be so laborious.

She suddenly became jealous and jealous. Such a woman shouldn't be with a man. How can a mortal deserve to have such a stunning beauty in this world.

Both beauty and styling need to be done in a complete set.

After finishing those things, she still has to help Ruan Xihe get a manicure.

The girl's fingers are white and thin, and her nails are tender, healthy and lovely.

Kim held the hands and felt the illusion of holding artworks in his hands for no apparent reason. He was always afraid of hurting her.

"You did it carefully." Ruan Xihe rarely does manicure. She doesn't like too much modification on her body, and her nails never stay too long, which will affect her shots.

"If you like it, please contact me at any time in the future." She looked at Ruan Xihe expectantly.

"Are you expensive." The person who called Yuejie should be at a high price.

"I don't need to charge for your service."

Makeup artists and stylists are especially partial to beauty, they will appreciate beauty while creating beauty, Ruan Xihe inspired her.

Kim is really good, the painting skills are superb, ten nails, each on which she painted different forms of flowers, or budding, or blooming, lifelike.

"Very beautiful." Ruan Xihe has never been stingy with his compliments, not to mention that these two hands are indeed beautiful.

She smiled: "You like it."

After all is done.

Kim looked at Ruan Xihe. This is probably the best-looking woman she has ever made. Although she didn't go too far, her neck was a little empty. After thinking about it, she took a paint pen and drew on her collarbone. A blue enchantress.

Sprinkled a little bit of flash on it, it was shining, and it was so glamorous.

Ruan Xihe's hair is long, straight and smooth, Kim simply braided a strand of hair with a blue ribbon inside.

When coming down the spiral staircase, Yue Jie stared at Ruan Xihe, so amazed that he couldn't recover for a long while.

The high-heeled shoes collided with the wooden floor, and the toe of the high-heeled shoes loomed between the skirts while walking.

Kim has gone out, and only Ruan Xi and Yuejie are left here.

His gaze was not constricted, and he fell straight on her.

Ruan Xihe seemed a little shy, the white jade-like earlobes fainted pink.

Yue Jie walked a few steps closer, supported her thin waist with a big hand, breathing very close.

"Ruan Ruan."

He lowered his head, his voice muffled.

She put her hands against his chest.

Turning his head slightly, Yue Jie lowered it again, and her lips touched her earlobe. The little girl shuddered, tilted her head, and dodged a little, and his arms tightened.

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"Ruan Ruan, Ruan Ruan."

He called her twice, hoarse and sexual.