Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Fan Qingtong used to enjoy this level of seduction, but both parties are happy anyway.

But at this moment, he inexplicably thought of the little girl's squeamish look at the end of her eyes last night.

My eyes moved away from the magnificent waves, the scenery that used to be quite attractive, but now suddenly it feels dull.

"Yeah." He replied lightly.

Qu Man did not expect that Fan Qingtong would react like this. They used to occasionally stray in the office. Although they did not make it to the end, Fan Qingtong himself is a man who is easy for women to become obsessed with. She is close to him. Willingly.

"Are you uncomfortable today?"

Her care is in every possible way.

"No, you can put it down." Fan Qingtong wasn't deliberately indifferent, but he didn't want to talk much without knowing it.

"Let me give you a massage, you don't seem to be in good spirits."

Qu Man said this, and he got closer, and the smell on his body was very advanced.

In fact, there is no such thing as a bad spirit at all. Fan Qingtong got up from Ruan Xihe's bed this morning, very spirited.

"No, you can go out." Fan Qingtong refused.

"Okay." That's all. If she doesn't understand it anymore, she won't be funny.

The moment Qu Man went out and closed the door, he frowned. What happened to Fan Qingtong?

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Over there, Ruan Xihe took an hour to get on the plane after eating, so he went to the airport duty-free shop to check it out and brought sister Wen a small gift.

Xiaoxiang's bags are good, mainly because this gift box is beautiful, and Ruan Xihe likes all delicate things.

I chose another bright yellow and cute one and sent it directly to Feng Yu by express courier.

When I returned to the Shanghai stock market this time, I didn't have time to play with her. I bought a small gift for her to make her happy.

The time card was just right, and when I walked to the boarding gate, I just started to line up for boarding.

"Is the gate number 43 written on the girl's ticket here?"

An old lady came over and asked her.

"Yes, it's here."

The old lady hurriedly thanked her, and then called her grandson to come and line up.

The little doll is very cute, just wearing such rustic clothes, she looks pretty, and she relies on that little face.

Looks a bit introverted and not talkative.

He is about six or seven years old.

Ruan Xi and the first time they saw such a beautiful little boy, they also looked at him twice more.

These parents must be beautiful to give birth to such a child.

The little boy didn't respond much to the outside world, but he couldn't help but want to see her when he saw the sister looking at himself inexplicably.

In the economy class, there are three people in a row. It's a coincidence that the three people just make a row. Ruan Xihe is in the innermost position, by the window, the little boy sits in the middle, and the grandmother sits the outermost.

Ruan Xihe was about to put on blindfolds to sleep at first, but seeing this kid always looked at her curiously and ignorantly.

"Why do you keep looking at me? Are there flowers on my sister's face?" Ruan Xihe asked with a smile.