Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"It's coming so fast."

Yan Fufeng only glanced at her bare feet, put the small fragrant roses in her hand on the shoe cabinet, and bent down slightly to hug her: "I don't wear shoes."

"Isn't this opening the door for you?"

She was gently and carefully placed on the sofa.

"Put on your shoes first, I'm not afraid to wait."

As he spoke, he took off a pair of disposable slippers and placed them in front of the sofa.

"I was in the Czech Republic when I saw your circle of friends, so I came faster."

"From a private jet? I don't think there are any suitable tickets at the time."

"It's so smart." He gently scratched the tip of Ruan Xihe's nose like he was coaxing a child.

"I'll open a room for you next door." As soon as she turned on her phone, Yan Fufeng said, "It's already open, next door to you, but I don't want to live alone."

Ruan Xihe was stunned, but it was already obvious what he meant.

"Aren't you going to be busy tomorrow?"

"Be busy, but you can put it off for a day."

Ruan Xihe let out a low laugh, leaned forward, and rubbed his head against his neck: "Mr.

With a smile on his face, he only gently hugged the person into his arms.

"By the way, we have worn this ring for a while, let's do some maintenance together tomorrow."

"Okay."

It's only 7:30 now, and it's impossible to go to bed so early. Sister Wen might come over and ask her to watch a movie or go out for a late night snack or something.

Just when I was thinking about this, Sister Wen called her and asked her if she had taken a shower and where to play at night?

"Let's go to a movie." It was so cold at night, she didn't want to run around.

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, the man looked at himself a little... can you say resentment?