Don't talk so much, sweet ears 💝 him. 😍

19 The last volume. 🥰

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He snatched himself out, pulled her hand down the house, but the little man rebelled. The tiger fell on her knees, took her shoulders, walked fast to the water. His eyes were hot, but not as much as the heart. The sound of the feet resembled the sound of a ball bearing that lapped down this cold heart.

"You're a bitch, an imp, a tiger!" The lady shook her legs, yelling and sobbing, her hands smashing her shoulders. "Huh...Bad guy. "

The tiger tightened her legs, stepped quickly, even though she wanted to delay, but time couldn't wait. The police were coming and...

He put her on the shore under the multiplication tree, the yellow blossom that had filled the tree, and now it is near to fading out of summer.

"A little," Kan impatiently called his brother, but both people were so in the mood that other voices could not be inserted.

"Nida..."He pulled her around, stared at the tears that were flowing with his fingers, and the wind blew her hair until it was stuck on the stain of water on her cheeks. He pulled it out on her ears, rubbed the edge of her trembling mouth." She must go back..."

Pia!

Gianda slapped the thief's face on a red streak. He was unguarded, causing her to take the gun from her hand.

She stretched her arms straight, pressed the mouth of the cylinder in the middle of her left chest, despite her trembling fingertips.

"You dare leave me, tiger." She clenched her teeth, sobbing. "I hate you."

The tiger stood motionless. The piece of meat under the end of the gun was as dashing as if he were squeezing his hand with the last word.

"Then shoot, wanda." He stepped one step forward. The deer's eyes widened before dimming narrowly one step back.

"Don't think I'm brave." Her voice was hoarse, dazzling, looking at him faintly, letting it flow down his shower, giving him a full look at how much she was sorry.

"Shoot me, Vida, as I swore, and stab me in here." He pointed his finger to his left chest.

"Huh..."She let Ho out, pressed the mouth of the gun on his shirt several times, bit his lips until the blood smelled fishy, hurt him all, stared him in the eye, holding his sobbing.

"If you survive...Don't let me see your face again for life. Don't let me hear your name, tiger. "

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