Slag Girl Illustrated Book

There is something faintly peeped in the curtain.

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The first stop Ruan Xihe and Yan Fufeng went to was Stratford, the hometown of Shakespeare.

This town is located between Manchester City and Oxford. It is a typical old town in the south of the country. On the hilly green field, a thick green island rushes. Against the backdrop of the deep green, the steep roofs connected far and near are glowing with age. The redness of the wine.

The beauty is full of deep heritage.

"Uncle, take pictures!" This time, Yan Fufeng specially asked Yan Fufeng to take a SLR camera.

Lin Dong and Changming followed in the car behind.

Since I have been in Manchester, Liu Ye and Miss Ruan Ruan have been sweet every day. They are both embarrassed to look at them. Is there such a dog killer these days!

She leaned against a wall, with a concave shape, wearing a small top hat and sunglasses. Only her lips were gorgeous retro red, a Hepburn-style black dress with a waist, black high heels with thin needle-points, which lined the arc of the calf extremely. nice.

It looks like a noble lady in the upper class of Europe in the 70s and 80s.

Yan Fufeng's shots are also very beautiful, and what the light hits over her is as beautiful as a fairy tale on earth.

It was recorded by the camera and kept forever.

"Wow, this photo is so good-looking, Yan Liuliu, you are too good at taking it, come on, my sister rewards you for a kiss, boo~" She took a sip on Yan Fufeng's red lips.

He was also in a good mood, standing around her to protect her.

She likes to take pictures, so he is willing to be a photographer for her for a lifetime.

"Yan Liuliu, come to take a group photo?"

"good."

Ruan Xihe found an aunt who happened to be passing by on the street, communicated with each other in English, and wanted her to take a picture of herself.

The enthusiastic aunt agreed, and after the filming, she continued to praise the two for their good match!

Looking at this photo, Ruan Xihe turned out to have laughed so happily just now.

The girl was holding the man's hand, and the man looked down at her. You can see his affection and care even from the photo.

"Liu Liu, this photo will be washed out and put in your office in the future."

"good."

"You can't always follow me, what if you don't follow me one day, and I can't accept it?" Ruan Xihe joked with him.

"I have been following you."

"I suddenly thought of a joke." Ruan Xihe encircled his waist and leaned in his arms. It was only 20 degrees in August. It was not hot or cold, just right, the wind blowing people lazily. .

"what?"

"When I read a novel, if the heroine dies, the hero will always die. Yan Liuliu, do you think it's funny?"

Yan Fufeng frowned slightly: "If the heroine were you, I should do the same."

"Uncle, I told you very seriously, if the heroine is me, if one day I really die, I hope you live and live well, you have to see the most beautiful in the world for me Rose, then take a photo of it, and keep one portion and burn it to me." Her expression was rare and serious.

His lips moved twice, and his throat was dry and speechless.

"Uncle, you are so good to me. I want you to live and always remember me. If you leave, no one in this world will remember me. You have to live, love me, always remember me, He Xi Ruan has always been only Belongs to Yan Fufeng alone."

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