Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Like, like, you are like this, you are like this, why are you so good." She was indeed full of shock, turned to hug him, you are so good, how can I be willing to hurt you, how can I be willing to hurt you.

"I will give you what you want." Yan Fufeng gently touched her head.

Such beautiful red roses really filled the city of Australia, and many people proposed to get married on this day.

The word "Australia Rose" was on the hot search and hung up for a whole day.

The car stopped at an alley.

Princess Rose carried her skirt and was helped out of the car by her guardian.

The princess’s eyes were stunning, and she was filled with joy. Her gaze swept across the street and fell on every blooming rose. Her guardian accompanies the princess by her side. The street is prosperous. His eyes always follow the princess. She is everywhere.

The princess's crystal shoes rang the ancient streets, and the wind picked up the petals and sang gracefully in the air.

Her face is pure, with a happy smile, happily circling the street with her skirt, like an angel falling into the mortal world, the beauty is swaying.

He will probably remember her crisp laughter today, the arc of the corners of her mouth, the warmth of her heart when the skirt swings.

Ruan Xihe found that he was far away, and walked towards him again carrying his skirt.

"Yan Fufeng."

"I'm here." His eyes never looked away from her.

"I love you." She looked at him so seriously.

Yan Fufeng's mind was blank for a few moments, but he knew that even the strands of his hair were happy at this moment.

Hold her tightly in his arms.

She seldom said these three words, so much so that he was so moved that he wanted to cry. Yan Fufeng would have such a fragile mood, but it felt good.

The two held hands and walked the streets together.

Occasionally, a naughty little rose petal fell in her hair and was gently removed by him.

As night fell, Yan Fufeng took his little princess to dance on the top floor of DK.

She has already changed that long skirt and changed to a red tube top skirt.

The hair was coiled up, with a pearl crown and red buds. Long silk gloves.

Tired of jumping, let's ride on the handrails and overlook the scenery outside.

Vaguely can still see the red on the street.

"Uncle, whenever you mention Rose, you will think of me." Ruan Xihe said.

"good."

"I am your little rose." She smiled, openly and beautifully, her eyes seemed to have the light of a galaxy.

"Mine." He repeated these words, holding her in his arms.

"Uncle, you are done, you will never fall in love with other girls in your life." Ruan Xihe climbed his neck.

"I only love you, my little rose, no one else." When Yan Fufeng said this, he was gentle and solemn.

The August wind brought a passionate kiss.

Under the moonlight, the shadow, afflicted.

Everything this night seemed to be converted.

She had to open her eyes to look at him, Junya's face was covered with sweat, her eyes were as she had hoped, and her eyes were full of her.

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