Slag Girl Illustrated Book

The door of the lounge was kicked open.

Fan Qingtong took her down on the bed.

When her neck was raised up high, the cyan veins were very obvious.

Fan Qingtong kissed it carefully.

He was so good, that strength, neither light nor heavy, just made her want to shed tears uncomfortably.

Fingers gripped the bed sheet under her body, her beautiful eyes closed, her eyes filled with a delicate pale pink.

"Ruan Ruan." He whispered to her, a slightly hoarse texture exploded in her ears, the feeling that the tail spine was numb was a bit crazy.

"Yeah." She answered, the tail trembling, tender and soft.

He kissed her shoulder.

With a tender feeling of pity.

"Itching." She said uncomfortably.

Fan Qingtong chuckled lightly and held her hand, clasping her fingers.

The more he went down, the tighter she tightened, and the harder she held his hand.

Fan Qingtong could feel all the reactions he gave her.

"Hmm~" She snorted softly, her toes tightened.

The sound of the zipper is obvious.

"Snapped"

Fan Qingtong threw the trousers off the ground.

The curtains were drawn, and the sunlight outside the house could only fall on the wooden floor in fine detail, casting mottled shadows.

It's not good to get a bed with the task target on the first day of dating, and things that are too easy to get hands are worthless.

So when the foreign gun arrived, she refused again.

Fan Qingtong had a hard pain, bit her lip and asked, "Why?"

"There is no why, don't you want it now!"

She has never been acting like a baby, and he will be aggrieved for a while, and he can't be tough.

He held her calmly for a while before getting up.

"You are the little ancestor." He said with a sigh.

When the two went out, they were still waiting outside in their childhood, and they walked over with red eyes to stop Fan Qingtong.

"Brother Fan."

The tears of childhood fell from my eyes.

Tong's family in Nancheng is also a respectable family, and Fan Qingtong can't be too light on her.

A faint irritation flashed through the eyes: "What's the matter."

Ruan Xihe didn't fall into the trap at this time, but didn't want to show weakness, so she lazily leaned on Fan Qingtong, not clearly declaring sovereignty.

"Don't be with her, okay?"

Fan Qingtong's face was completely pulled down at this time, and he was a little lustful at first. Please be dissatisfied, and now I am still in my childhood to do this: "Don't grind my last patience, nothing else, I'm leaving."

After speaking, he led Ruan Xihe out.

"Brother Fan! Brother Fan!"

The pear flower that cried in childhood brought rain, but the mascara was waterproof, so it didn't smudge after so many tears.

After Ruan Xi and Fan Qingtong got in the car, they said, "Take you to buy a token of love."

Ruan Xihe:? ? !