Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Freya: [Your mother didn’t say anything about you. ]

Ryan: [It wasn’t what you told me before, I didn’t listen. ]

Freya: [who made you fall in love with me?]

Ryan: [No way, someone is charming, beautiful, sexy, cute, sweet and capable…]

Freya almost laughed out loud: [You praise, why don’t you continue to praise, I still Didn’t hear enough. ]

Ryan: [Er…, I can’t praise it anymore, it would be too false to praise it any more. ]

Freya: [Hmph, angry, so I only have this advantage? ]

Ryan immediately threw over an emoji that knelt down and begged his wife for forgiveness.

Freya burst out laughing, but sent a very angry emoji: [Who is your wife? ]

Ryan: [Okay, baby, in order not to make you angry, I decided to sell my beauty late at night. ]

[? ?

what does it mean to betray beauty in the middle of

in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the cloakroom, wearing only a pair of thin gray pajamas, shirtless on top, and the light

looked at the photos on her phone, and a surge

This is so lively.

look for him in the morning, accidentally saw him shirtless last time, but at that time she just glanced at it quickly, unlike now she can stare at photos recklessly and study his figure carefully. She remembered that he didn’t seem to have so many abdominal muscles last time, so he might have been

a scheming man, too

while, and then typed and replied very shyly: stinky r*scal, you are so embarrassed, what pants are

she doesn’t feel quite right, as if she’s

Dani who was

the quilt, bent down in

and then fell asleep

up the phone, and was shocked to find that the Whatsapp message just now seemed to have hit the quilt and was sent out

a Whatsapp message: [What does “blush”

can’t do it a bit, but