• Ask for support for the new book next door!!!
• "TNT: Kiss Her Little Waist"
• [Kiss until the waist limbs are soft, and the spine is numb]
• /High sweet and hilarious favorite article, np coquettish trend/
• Gu Lulu was keen to watch some indescribable TNT fan dream material every night, and didn't want to cross into the apocalyptic world created by seven male gods with resentment, and also bound a pit father system.
• The system told her to turn the male protagonists to blacken and destroy the world. Gu Lulu rolled her eyes and only thought the system was a fool. As a result, she knew later that if this world was not destroyed, the seven male gods in real life would fall into a coma forever. Gu Lulu immediately slapped the table and stood up, "Destroy! *! For the little fried people! This world must be destroyed!"
• It's just... destroy the world and destroy the world... What are these men doing staring at her little waist...?
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• Small snippet:
• Ma Jiaqi half-squinted his long and narrow Danfeng eyes, his fingertips placed on her soft waist and rubbed it back and forth, ambiguous and lingering dangerous feelings popping out in the air, "Such a soft waist is suitable for practicing dance... um.. with me...?"
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• - No.
• Ding Chengxin took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows. Out of the corner of the eye, his eyes swayed back and forth with the woman's willow waist. He felt that he was a little crazy and even looked like a gentle scum, because he wanted to kiss her waist and plant bright strawberries on that white skin.
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• - No.
• On the brown branches are new leaves and snow-white flowers. Song Yaxuan stood in the depths of the jungle and slowly wrapped her vine branches around her waist, like the itching between a lover's laughter, the branches stroked back and forth. The corners of her eyes are charming.
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• - No.
• A pair of black tights showed the woman's small waist unreservedly, but unfortunately she didn't have time to show it off. The next second, she was pressed against the back of the tree by the man, and then the waist was cold and then an overwhelming wet kiss fell on her sensitive waist. Liu Yaowen gritted his teeth, "You can only show me your small waist..."
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• - No.
• The man's eyes were full of light and gods. He bowed his head like a believer, and the hot kiss fell on her delicate waist. In the mix of light and darkness, Zhang Zhenyuan's eyebrows were full of flowers, and his voice was hoarse but dyed with restrained affection: "Green green... You are my god."
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• - No.
• The handsome young man stood in front of the peeping window, holding the soft beauty in his arms, his big palm pressed against her waist, and the amorous peach blossom eyes fainted a thin red, "Why do you want to help them? Can't you be my canary obediently?"
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• - No.
• He Junlin had an unspeakable secret, until he met Gu Lulu. This unspeakable secret was no longer a secret. He was obsessed with her little waist and wanted to die on it.
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• This article Reuters:
• The heroine slaps herself in the face by strength, afraid of being the first person to die.
• Sand sculpture and beauty coexist, and the male god is the villain.
• Np goes to high sweet as the main plot and sand sculpture is over.
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