Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"hot."

He closed his eyes and covered it again.

The sound of water droplets is heard.

The fingertips touched the ice-cold tiles glowing with water vapor, and they couldn't hold it tightly without a point of effort.

Her palms ran across the tiles, and soon even the ends of her hair were attached.

The waist was pressed against the shower switch, and without knowing it, the water opened to the maximum.

It fell smashingly, loudly, and the rain was fast and urgent.

The splash of water hit the calf, the water drop was thrown high, and then fell quickly.

Slowly, the toes lifted off the ground.

She was taken out, just casually wrapped in bath towels.

Gu Zhuzi sat over and gently wiped her hair.

Ruan Xihe was still a little dazed, and now he clingingly hugged him and buried him in his arms.

Gu Zhu's purple eyebrows were crooked, his fingers twitched her long hair, and he gave the little girl a little hug: "Are you shy?"

"Ok."

"I'll get used to it next time."

With this, the redness on her face became more apparent.

The hair dryer was buzzing with her hair, and his fingers gently shuttled between her hair, gently pulling her long hair.

Every time I help her blow her hair, Gu Zhuzi always feels a little bit emotional. This hair is so good.

Strike across the palm like silk.

She is drowsy.

Gu Zhuzi asked her to lean on her arm.

The upper and lower eyelids kept fighting.

After finally finishing up, she had just nested in the man's arms, and her breathing became regular.

Gu Zhuzi also fell asleep slowly.

This night is beautiful.

It was so good that I had a dream of having a traceless spring breeze.

In the dream, the sea is turbulent, the flowers are blooming, the lark sings in the dream, and the tiger swallows the white hydrangea with red buds in the dream.

Go forward again in the dream, and want to be poor in the dream.

When the water source is near in the dream, there is a mountain in the dream.

There are trails in Mengli Mountain, and you enter from the seam in the dream.

At the beginning of the dream is very narrow, and only in the dream, you can walk dozens of steps in the dream, and the dream suddenly becomes bright...

All my dreams are sinking tonight.

......

-1 plus -2, there was still water last night, even if it didn't reach -3, it was enough for her sore back and legs.

When I got up in the morning, the couple started again, but something was different.

Her title is also more true.

It was too early when the two woke up slowly.

"I'll take you there tonight."

"Is it at the airport? I don't need to send it off, I can just go there after class." She leaned in his arms.

The man rubbed her shoulders lightly, and stroked her fingertips against the skin.

"I see you off."

"Okay, okay, you give it to you." Ruan Xihe didn't twist this with him.

When I thought of the little girl going for more than two days, I felt a faint feeling of irritability. When I lowered my head, I kissed her lightly to relieve the uncomfortable feeling of seemingly nonexistent in my heart.

Wen Queyi won't go back. After all, she is not her artist. Jiang Yachun's birthday party is mainly for fans, but this is the first event organized by the company, and it can be regarded as a relatively commemorative event. Ruan Xihe The absence of the boss of this company is too unreasonable.

She was still talking on the phone with Wenqueyi before class.

"Ah, I have no situation, no love, no boyfriend." There is a fake husband, and indeed no love.

"Okay, I know, I will pay attention to safety, don't worry, sister Wen!"

After the phone was hung up, Wen Queyi stared at the phone in a daze. The past few years are just like dreams, but it's nice to know her.

Slowly brewed a pot of tea.

This is the tea that Ruan Ruan brought to himself a few days ago and said it tasted good.

The name is also nice, called Gu Zhu Zicha.

This package is the best, the tea leaves are like bamboo shoots.

The finest tea has long buds and young leaves, resembling orchids.

The finished product is emerald green in color, with obvious silver dots, the fragrant pregnant orchid is clear, the taste is sweet and fresh, the tea soup is clear and bright, and the bottom of the leaf is tender and blooming.

What the little girl said at the time was that people who often drink Gu Zhu purple tea have a 73% lower risk of stroke than those who do not drink it.

Wenqueyi is not particular about tea, and the taste is also changed with Ruan Xihe. Whatever she drinks, she can drink whatever she wants. After all, when Ruan Xihe likes what tea, she either asks herself to find it or buys it for herself. .

This location on the second floor is exclusive to her and Ruan Xihe.

"Boss, he's here again."

The clerk came up to remind her.

Wen Queyi nodded to indicate that he knew it.

Drink the tea in the cup, then slowly got up and walked downstairs.

Shang Chuang sang Erlang with a piece of cake in front of Erlang's legs.

After taking two bites perfunctorily, he didn't move anymore, his mind was not on this at all.

Hearing the sound of high heels, he immediately stood up and looked at Wenqueyi with bright eyes: "Yiyi, I, I'll buy cake."

"Well, don't waste it."

After hearing Queyi's words, Shang Chuang finished a piece of cake.

"No waste, no waste, delicious!"

"Okay, then you go back."

"do not want!"

Wen Queyi raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

Shang Chuang's face turned red all of a sudden.

"I, I think it's too cold outside, I think, I want to leave later."

"All right, it's up to you."

Wen Queyi turned upstairs, and Shang Chuang, who had a slightly indifferent look in his gentle eyes, unconsciously rolled his Adam's apple.

She went upstairs, and he followed up regardless.

The toilets on the second floor are all single rooms with doors.

Wenqueyi turned his head helplessly: "You have to follow me when I go to the toilet?"

Shang Chuang stared at her lips in a daze.

"Yi Yi, I think, yes." He never said, taking advantage of no one here, he stepped forward and clasped her head with one hand, kissed the woman firmly, and held her waist strongly. He pushed people into the toilet, and the door was directly locked.

"Click."