One Hundred and Eight Types of Newspaper Office

"Ximen, why did you go out? Is there someone you want to kill?" I said something to relieve some embarrassment.

"Well, Axue." He looked at my face quietly, and the heat of his words was all over my neck.Why Ximen is so rich, but the carriage is so small, I understand, Uncle Huang's eyes are deep and long.

"Axue" What the hell is Axue!The author also gave me a cold, handsome and invincible door god, bah, sword god!

To commit suicide, or to be saved, my God!I don't want to be gay, my girlfriend is waiting for me to go home!

Author, please, let me go!Ximen Chuuxue leaned against my body, the cold breath melted into warm ambiguity.The black hair is mischievously scattered on my chest, and I can touch the top of Ximen Fuuxue's hair as soon as I lower my head.

The cold plum scent rushed from the tip of my nose to my heart, and I subconsciously hugged him tightly to make him warmer.

When eating delicious food in Shanxi, I once encountered robbers who robbed me, and I was not afraid.With just a thought, the robber lost his vitality.Like a mummy, the body disappears when exposed to the sun.

I am the master of the Mitsubishi world, and the author must be the guide.Judging by the law of probability, I understand all this.

Do you think that I am really forced to travel without knowing anything!

Silently watching Ximen Chuuxue quietly, his soul is stamped with my subordination mark.He never wanted to see a person, he just thought he liked me.

So cute!

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Is the successor.God of these worlds!