Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Go back to the box.

Everyone has no intention to leave. The crew will stop work at night and let them come out to play. Of course, they won't be back to the hotel so early.

A little girl saw Ruan Xi and the ring on her right hand: "Is that Cartier's ring on my sister's hand?"

"Yes."

Qiu Jialuo and Ji Wu looked over in an instant.

"Does my sister have a boyfriend?"

"No." Ruan Xihe smiled.

She put away the diamond ring for marriage proposal, but she didn't pick the pair ring because she didn't know what was going on.

Ji Wu and Qiu Jialuo breathed a sigh of relief again.

"Is my sister dating before? I really envy the boy who can fall in love with my sister, he must be very happy." The little girl stared at her.

Ruan Xi was taken aback, are you happy? You should be happy when you talk.

"Talked." She smiled faintly.

"Is there any one that is particularly memorable?"

Ruan Xihe suddenly touched the ring on his hand, which was particularly unforgettable.

"Of course there is." It might be because her smile was too careless.

Everyone just thought she was talking casually.

"Sister, can you share it?"

Ji Wu and Qiu Jialuo both held their breath.

"I was joking, no." She said with a smile.

Regardless of whether this is true or evasive, smart people will not continue to ask.

Lin Xishi is thoughtful, and she faintly feels that something is wrong, but Ruan Ruan's smile is the same as before.

"Where did you go during the summer vacation? It's been so long before you came to see me." She asked Ruan Xihe in a low voice.

"Go to Australia City to play." Ruan Xihe took a sip of the wine.

"Do you know Aocheng Rose?" Lin Xishi was a little excited. When she saw Aocheng Rose in the news, her mind was full of all kinds of chaotic plots, thinking like a fountain of thoughts!

"I know." The wine rolled on the tip of his tongue, slightly astringent.

"I heard from my former editor in Moro that it seemed to be a gift from a great figure in Australia to a girl he liked. I really envy that girl. They say that rich people have no sincerity. Isn't that true? I don't even dare to write such a novel. In reality, some people do it!" Lin Xishi still said.

Lin Xishi grabbed her arm, and became more excited as she talked about it, "Ruan Ruan, did you say that it was because of the boss’s little wife who said casually, I want the whole Australian city to be full of red roses, and then the boss will put them in In my heart, to turn the fairy tale into reality?"

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The smile in Ruan Xihe's eyes gradually faded.

Everyone was chatting all over the world. Generally speaking, the atmosphere was good, and she unconsciously drank more.

It turns out that when I want to get drunk, I really get drunk.

Only Lin Xishi was the most suitable person to send her back to the hotel. After all, Ruan Xihe lived in the best hotel in West City, and there was still some distance from the crew.

Helped Ruan Xihe to settle down, and Lin Xishi left when she saw her sleeping obediently.

Not long after she left, Ruan Xihe got up.

The footsteps are a little swaying.

I went to open a bottle of red wine, pour a glass, and then pour another glass, and walked around on the carpet with bare feet.

"Hehe, you are drunk." She couldn't hear the voice of 044.

"Pada" Ruan Xihe opened the door and walked to the hotel corridor, dancing with his eyes closed, spinning around, humming an unknown but wonderful tone in his mouth.

Fortunately, this is the top floor of the hotel, there are only three presidential suites, there are no other people.

The elevator opened, and a very tall man walked out. He was serious, indifferent and meticulous. He was the kind of face that others would be afraid of. The muscle lines of the body wrapped in the suit were obvious and full of explosive power.

"Husband." The little girl hugged him.

Fu Xiu frowned. The little girl was very flexible. He hadn't avoided it just now.

He pressed her shoulder and just wanted to push her away. The little girl had already raised her head to look at him. Her big beautiful eyes were misty, like a layer of mist, and it was so hazy that people couldn't really see it.

"Husband~"

The voice was tender and soft, and the heart of the shouting person was about to melt, so that he could easily push her away, but in the end he just said coldly: "You are drunk, I am not your husband."

"You are, Fu, Fu." The word at the back is too light, making people inaudible.

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