My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"I reject!"

Her standard golden figure rubbed against the young man, analyzing it in a very calm and serious way: "Look at me, I won't talk about her appearance and figure..."

"I refuse, I like small breasts."

"M..."

Yameichan’s lips pressed into the "entry" type: "Then, I have good academic performance and good physical education. Although my personality is a bit arrogant, he is very gentle and considerate to her boyfriend."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it to be seen that it is indeed good.

Her words suddenly became gentle: "The most important and most important thing is that I told Dahe, I said I want to compete with her honestly."

Bajiang was silent for a long time, with nothing to say, so she asked with her eyes, "What then?"

"...She beat me up."

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No one at home today...

I am going to make sweets!Send food!

Alas, I finally understood the second season of Spring Festival last night, and I need to redefine the character of Xuexia...Damn Japanese, Yunliwuli just didn't make it clear.

Chapter 21: Well, black silk big breasts are not all bad women

Now, it is the first day of the three-day fan show.

The weather is still sunny.

The sun’s venomous rays scorched the creatures and non-living creatures on the earth. Coupled with the sea of ​​people, the place—and even the neighborhood—is full of considerable heat.

The noisy and crowded houses lined up in an orderly manner-it’s really strange to say that the boy An Yijun with glasses said that in Japan, compared with other people, he is often looked down on and even described as an otaku house for criminal reserve. On the contrary, there are not many cases of women jumping in line to argue.

Interesting social phenomenon.

The Fushikawa Bookstore signing meeting where Biqigu and Kasumigaoka are located is not far from the exhibition center, and you can even hear a terrible “buzzing” sound of flies all over the world crossing the border together.

How many people are whispering.

They are not in a hurry. The readers who come here now spend their main energy on waiting for the ten o'clock doujin exhibition. The afternoon is when they need to get busy.

But there are really a lot of people, although some listeners Muza and An Yi said beforehand...

But I didn't expect it to be so much.

It's really noisy with gongs and drums, firecrackers blaring, crowds of people, booming.

"Then, she stated to you the benefits of being her boyfriend. It saves you computer space. How did you answer..."

The beautiful girl of the senior class with black silk and white hairbands, Kasugaoka Shiyu sitting beside him, was using a computer to surf the Internet boredly: "You who were pressed on the bed by a girl last night to confessed, behind-no, next What's the situation?"

"I wanted to say,'I'll also help you save the battery'-but I can't resist seeing her serious expression."

Yawata was lying on the table like a dead fish, tilting his head to look at her: "So you are so interested?"

"Boss, don't get stuck!"

After taking a look at the evaluation of "The Metronome in Love" on the Internet, Kasanooka, who was in a good mood, turned his face and gave him an ambiguous smile: "I am very interested, whether it is your bestiality and no longer a virgin. Or she is so animalish that you are no longer a virgin, I am interested."

"...Why keep emphasizing that I am a virgin?"

The young man murmured weakly: "You should know the result when I look at me now, right?"

The girl squinted at him again with cold eyes: "Dead fish eyes have become salted fish eyes. This is a manifestation of lack of water... That is to say, not only can not withstand the temptation, but also is a five centimeters per second-useless man. "

"Five or five centimeters?!"

It happened that Ms. Machida came over with two cups of drinks. Hearing these words, she couldn't help but looked at Yachan with pity: "It turns out that it's not just a kidney problem..."

She patted the girl's shoulder more compassionately, and whispered: "Xiao Shi, I have suffered you..."

Then he shook his head and sighed and left...

The back of the compassionate man is so sad.

"She, what does she mean?"

Biqigu didn't sleep well last night, his thinking was not quick enough, and he couldn't turn around. He pulled Laxia's clothes: "Our editor's eyes are very rude, I said.

"She's saying that you are like a little rocket, short and inhumane... Okay, let's ignore her, let's talk about your follow-up last night."

"There was no follow-up, she went back to the room to sleep, I had insomnia for four hours, and then only slept for an hour..."

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"Refused?"

"I didn't accept it anyway."

"Tsk, scumbag with an ambiguous attitude."

The young man became angrily: "Mom, you women can say,'You can follow you or not, why can't a man? If she wants to pursue me, can I stop her back?"

Senior Sister Hei Si smiled: "The problem is that you don't like girls..."

"Bah! I'm not gay!"

Biqigu doesn't matter. He is in a bad state of mind today and confessed to himself: "I used to be too lazy to care about you, but now I have to affirm that I am really not gay. I like girls."

Xia Zhiqiu's eyes flickered, with a smile on her face: "I don't believe it, unless you show it to me."

"...Hungry slut, the bathroom is over there, speak quietly."

"What do you mean?"

"Please bring your own cucumbers."

"I really didn't masturbate!"

The big guy with dark circles and dead fish eyes suddenly raised his head wet, hehe sneered: "Between I am not a gay guy and you haven't masturbated, which one do you think is more authentic?"

"Ok……"

The girl hesitated...

Hesitate your sister!