Bae wife, come back to me !

" Damned." Throw your vest on the bed. The person is blushing. The effects of the medicine have begun to take effect. Taking off all his clothes, the warrior went into the bathroom, turned on the coldest water setting, and turned on the shower to let the water warm his body. Cold water, hot people. It's been 10 minutes, but the heat in my body hasn't decreased and is increasing. Advantages of towels coming out. This is the time to evaluate. On the platform that there are women. The girl lay still, wearing only the net of her skirt. Attractive curves escape the exit under the layer of Skirt. White, flaky skin. Shield the beast in the facility even more mad. Confused, the horse walked back to the bed and called the girl up. Unidentifiable digital flash blurred her face. All I can do is shake her awake. "You, you. Hey..." She had been lying for a long time but the girl still didn't move at all. Found her hand for the first time in that class network. Silently examining for a moment, it turned out that the girl was given sleeping pills. With this amount, I probably won't be able to wake up until tomorrow. Although he is a general talent, he is still somewhat known in medical technology. Color rebuilds for her. Return to the bathroom to continue soaking. That girl doesn't want to fade away. After all, she was just a victim. If she didn't dedicate herself to another group, she could donate to someone else. Feel lucky because the person here is You. Next morning. She opened her eyes dreamily and looked around once. "Where is this? Why are we here?" - the first question that appeared in her mind. The wind gently blew past, now she felt quite cold. Looking back at herself, she shouted: "Damn, you guys made me like this. Just so you know, I skinned it." The girl took a long breath. She lived 18 lives and that guy cursed her. Washing very vigorously, she suddenly heard someone coughing coming from the bathroom. Cursing, she looked towards the bathroom, where there was someone. He reached for the vest on the bed and put it on. She gingerly walked back to the bathroom. One hand holds the peace, the other hand opens the bathroom door. The door was completely opened, she looked inside. Looking around, she discovered someone in the bathtub. Her face was red, her lips had turned purple. She put down the vase and gently walked around to see his face clearly. Looking at her face, she said: "Oh s**t! But it's King Ngo." She looked closer at her face to make sure she wasn't attracting people. The face has a Provincial look, difficult to approach. But one thing cannot be denied: falling attracts the attention of others. Already very handsome since he was a student. She realized that the brave man was her school senior. Two years ago, she tried her best to pursue lightning in every way but was always judged freely. By the time she graduated, she had just passed 100 times of censorship. She stood right in the middle of the schoolyard screaming in anger. She shouted: "I answer you that no one will ever love you. If you pursue someone, that person will kick you. If you love someone, that person will abuse you to death. Huh......." And now... completely motionless in the water bath. The face was all red. Maybe there's a fever. She stood up, put her hands on her hips: "Let me die. Help me." She turned around and went out. But standing right at the bathroom door, she was a bit late. Should I help or not help...? She began to struggle mentally. After 10 minutes, he finally came back to help. She pulled out of the water tank. Moderately prolonged: "I don't know why the trumpet helps cover me like this. Because of this facade? I really want to cut it off." She used all her strength and let out some steam to help the paint get out of the water tank. The towel on my body was leaking water. She sat down against the water tank. Slug eyes, hands groping around the bathing body to empty that wet towel. From bone to green to beach toned. Lonely people seem to have a stream running through them. A bit numb. Stopping there for a few seconds, she continued her "work". The towel was not too thick, so through that towel she could still gently feel each of his bubbles. Time zone by time zone, she slowly felt it. The mouth counts small, until it is knotted. She said softly: "Looking at such a scholar, he still has 6 abs. It's true that you can't judge by appearance. Wish..." Sneaky girl. Fumbling at the end of the offering is also honored. She was from the seizure in a level position. It only took her 3 seconds to get it back. One by one, the girl was lying around, trying to arrange the towel until her hand was held tightly. A rather deep voice said: "Take off my celebration. Are you willing to take responsibility for my life?"