Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xihe glanced at the man, yo, by coincidence, this is not the shameless shame he encountered in the bar.

The little uncle in this little boy's mouth turned out to be him.

Gu Zheyi didn't expect it to be so coincidental. He received news in the afternoon that his nephew was abducted. He sealed the entire Shanghai stock market to look for the abductor. He did not expect to be rescued by her. That time, he had used a lot of relationships when he left the bar. Didn't find her, there seemed to be many forces behind to protect her whereabouts.

Intentionally planting flowers but not blooming, unintentionally planting willows will create shade.

He lifted Xiaodu with one hand and slapped Gu Tengzhou's **** with a slap: "Dare to run around next time!"

"Don't dare!" Gu Tengzhou suffocated his mouth, and at the same time was a little angry. My uncle really did spank him in front of his pretty sister, which didn't show any face at all.

After finishing the transcript, everything was done, it was past four o'clock.

At night, it is indeed a little tired.

She is about to go upstairs.

"Your name is Ruan Xihe." Gu Zheyi didn't know when he walked to her side.

Ruan Xihe knew that this guy must have heard about him from the police. If he knew it, he would know it, just one name: "Yeah."

He suddenly moved closer: "The more indifferent you are to me, the more I will provoke you, little fox."

Ruan Xihe pushed away his suddenly magnified handsome face with his hands: "Spring has passed, you are not suitable, uncle."

He took two deep breaths as if intoxicated, his expression, sex, and sensation were in a mess: "It's really fragrant, peachy."

Ruan Xihe is indeed a peach-flavored shower gel.

"Uncle, your method of teasing a girl is a bit outdated. With such a vulgar line, you should leave it to your next sweetheart." She raised her eyebrows, and the tearful mole moved, watching Gu Zheyi. His eyes darkened.

The door of the "bang" unit was closed, and non-owners could not enter.

Gu Zheyi chuckled lightly, tusk, this trip has been very rewarding.

When he got back to the car, Xiao Budian was already asleep.

The female secretary intimately fanned Gu Tengzhou.

Seeing Gu Zheyi getting in the car, his voice deliberately softened a little: "Mr. Gu, you are back."

I’ve heard Ruan Xihe’s voice, and I don’t feel any woman’s voice anymore. I used to think this Xiaomi’s voice was very seductive, but now I only think it is artificial, sweet and soft without her, let alone instantaneous without her. The feeling of boiling heartbeat.

"The state is asleep?"

"Maybe it was terrified at night."

"Close my coat to him." He turned on the air conditioner in the car.

"Okay, Mr. Gu."

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Qi Si only learned about this from the owner group the next day, but he didn't know that the client was his girlfriend. He just told her not to go out and run around at night after seeing Ruan Xihe.

Today is an advanced French class.

Because of Qi Si's good looks, this morning, the large lecture hall was full of people, many of whom were girls.

There are not a few sneak shots.

Feino was sent abroad strongly by his father, and he didn't have time to say hello.

Liao Feiyuan also came to this class. Fei Ye was not there, and he didn't want to hide anything. As soon as his thoughts were exposed, Mu Feng had been in a cold war with him for several days and cursed him for not doing things authentically.

Sitting in the aisle next to Ruan Xi.

"Ruan Ruan, I didn't bring a pen, do you have any extra pens?" Liao Feiyuan asked.

Ruan Xihe usually wears two pens on his body, and without saying anything, he took them out of his bag and handed them to Liao Feiyuan.

On the stage, Qi Si saw this scene, the lens reflected light, and the eyes looking at Liao Feiyuan became a bit cold.

The man didn't know what was said, she pursed her lips at the boy and smiled.

The above just mentioned a grammatical problem.

"Ruan Xihe."

Ruan Xihe didn't expect Qi Si to ask himself at the first call in class, glanced at the question on the projection, and answered calmly: "In the above negative sentence, simply add the negation ne...pas, especially c'est. The negation in the sentence pattern of… does not change the sentence structure even if there are indefinite/partial articles, because the negation in this sentence pattern is the nature of the article, not the quantity."

"Sit down."

Qi Si explained the next example without haste.

"The following two sentence patterns are also basic sentence patterns, but they all use the inpersonal pronoun il as the subject to express them. I will find a classmate to give an example."

One question, regardless of whether it is elementary school, middle school, high school or university, everyone's heart is stretched.

Everyone bowed their heads wherever Qi Si's eyes passed.

"Second row, the guy in black clothes at the eighth table, answer this question."

When Liao Feiyuan stood up, the whole person was dumbfounded.

Twenty minutes between classes.

Ruan Xihe took the thermos cup and went to the tea cabinet to collect water, which was still some distance away from the classroom.

When he passed a storage room, he was pulled in with his arm, pressed hard against the door panel, and the warm lips were stuck on it involuntarily.