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. ]

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it mean

another selfie over. Inside, he was standing 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 above his head fell on the neatly arranged

Freya looked at the photos on her phone, and a surge of vigor and blood rushed to the

This is so lively.

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

is a scheming man, too

for a while, and then typed and replied very shyly: stinky r*scal,

writing it, she doesn’t feel quite right, as

about to delete it, Dani who was sleeping beside

quilt, bent down

while, and then fell asleep again after five or

the Whatsapp message just now seemed to

sent a Whatsapp message: [What does “blush”

ago, Ryan: [Cough, I can’t do it