Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Mrs. Yan is really lucky!" These salesmen all call Ruan Xihe as Mrs. Yan.

She pursed her lips and smiled, without refuting anything, the corners of Yan Fufeng's mouth rose a little, her fingertips twisted the Buddha beads, and her heartbeat was a little fast.

I drank champagne and took pictures as a souvenir.

Both cars are top-fitting, and Yan Fufeng is satisfied with the configuration of the girl's heart.

The license plates of Australia City are all regionalized.

The license plates of these two cars are MC-09-19 and MD-09-19

The two 09-19 starting with MA and MB are all hung on the Yanfu windmill.

"Yan Liuliu, why are you so good!" She hugged him in the elevator.

"Just to be nice to you, you have to have what others have." He also folded his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Thank you, uncle's little star, and reward him with one."

Yan Fufeng bent down in coordination.

Ruan Xi and Bo kissed Yan Fufeng's lips.

When she returned home, she edited the copy on the Internet, and Yan Fufeng went to prepare food.

The uncle doesn't know how to cook. For the little girl, he is studying recipes every day.

The video is uploaded.

The comment area exploded

She has been running this account for a month and has already had 300,000 fans.

It's really that Nima's life is too embarrassing.

She sent this gift today.

The copy is: Why can my uncle always impress me with all kinds of details, is it because he is extremely smart or he loves me so much?

The hot comments in the comment area are as follows:

About you: Are you two working as a money printer?

Xiaobaijiu◢About you: The two of them should be working on a money shredder!

Weiwei: Is my life hindering you?

Beidahuang: Good guy, this is better than watching idol dramas!

A.: The rich will eventually get married, and the poor have witnessed the silent drooling

Wang Leilei: I covered my mouth to prevent myself from making dog sounds

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Ruan Xihe thought everyone's comments were quite interesting, and he responded with a few.

Wang Leilei: I covered my mouth to prevent myself from making dog sounds

Uncle’s kid ◢Wang Leilei: Take your hand away

Dajingjing◢Uncle's children: Hahahahaha!

Snack Ba ◢ Uncle’s children: Excessive!

Shang Yi ◢ Uncle's children: Hahahaha, are you the devil?

Little Headshot Processing Factory◢Uncle’s kid: Let him call it out

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After Yan Fufeng made the meal, she put down the phone and went to eat.

In the evening, Yan Fufeng was quietly turning over the love routine sent by the little girl, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He gave a thumbs up to every comment wishing them a happy marriage. A report!

Gifts are definitely rewarded.

Ruan Xihe is very warm tonight.

There is a room here that has been converted into a special dance studio. She was going to use it for yoga.

But after thinking about it, I want to give Wu Jun a dance, he hasn't seen him dance yet!

She was wearing a long white crescent dress.

Slings without sleeves are worn by many dancers during training during their life.

It's just that her skirt is very fluttering and long.

Ruan Xihe is best at ballet, but she dabbles in other dance styles.

She danced an ancient song.

When I first read a novel "Chen Qingling: The Geeks Are Not Deserving of Specialism", the author in it wrote the story of the princess and the actor in the last few fragments of the world. Later, the actor met in the real world. When she arrived, she sang the song "Reminiscences of Ci Jiu Men" to Lan Chubei in Wuwanghai.

She was very impressed when she watched that section, and went to find this song to listen to it. She liked it very much, so she made up a section of her own.

Just now jump to Yan Fufeng to see.

"Yiqu Dingzhonglou

Half a life

......"

From the first sentence sounded, it became a force.

Yan Fufeng's eyes continued to explode with surprise.

It only reminds people of that verse, dancing phoenix bun is empty, and curly waist is gentler. Move the lotus step lightly, the Han Palace Feiyan old romantic.

It is not a complete classical dance step, but also the modern dance's cross-turning technique. The skirt is exploded, and the beauty is shocking.

This song was originally a little sad, but she jumped out of that sadness with an unrelenting courage and coquettish/fascinating/wind/flowing.

Beautiful eyes flowed, eyes always locked on Yan Fufeng.

The waist was twisted gracefully, the wrists were slightly raised, Shuyun's hands were lightly, and the toes touched the ground, spinning rapidly, and the skirt fluttered and turned, like looking at flowers through the fog, and still wanting to talk.

When the music was about to end, she turned and knelt in Yan Fufeng's arms.

The starlight shattered and shattered in his eyes, Yan Fufeng was reflected all over the floor, and his love was unforgettable.

Subai's fingertips slowly slipped from his eyebrows, his eyes, profiled face, thin lips, and finally the Adam's apple.

"Fufeng." Calling his name trembling lightly.

The next moment, with red eyes and a mute voice, he pressed her on the wooden floor of the dance studio.

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