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Sure enough, Zephyrine was looking into the mirror and fine-tuning her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil while helplessly saying, "There's a sudden emergency at the station, and they said they want me to come over right now." Saying that, she in the mirror raised her eyes to glance at me standing in the doorway. The man didn't say much, only nodded slightly and greeted the two policemen before walking into the elevator with his wife and leaving. The two left behind didn't stay too long, they skipped room 17B and went straight to ring the doorbell of 17A and started to ask about an old woman living inside. I stood hesitantly in place, even more puzzled by what happened last night. Since the man in the black jacket wasn't Sven Man, where the hell was Sven Man now? Turning my head to look at the two policemen who were still questioning relentlessly, I frowned and thought about it before deciding that I should go in and take a look inside number 17. Choi looked at the man's face and nodd
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Dances
I obediently moved my right hand upward, and tried to suppress the tension in my heart, stiffly half-wrapping my body around the other side.Leslie was very natural, she raised her left hand over my raised arm and stood opposite to me, and the tip of our noses were only two palms away from each other, which was very close.Leslie was even taller than me who floated on the ground, so basically, I was at her level with each other. Probably because she thought I was stiff, Leslie laughed again and said, "Relax." Her voice was gentle, like the tone she used to use when instructing kids in the dance studio.My brain seemed to suddenly slow down for some reason, and it took me a while to come back to my senses, "Uh, yes. Because..." I paused, not feeling too good about it, "Because I liked the tune myself, so I got a private webpage and uploaded the demo, and I've been keeping it." After saying that, following Leslie's meaning, I told her the URL, Leslie seemed to be in a
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Top floor
It felt a little unnatural to her, but I couldn't tell what exactly was unnatural about her. Without waiting for me to reply, Leslie smiled at me again before turning and leaving the study without another word. I stood frozen in place for a moment, not knowing what to go and do. Turning my head, I once again saw the sliding glass door that had caused this dream to suddenly awaken. There, still, was nothing. In that case, I hadn't seen myself in days.Zephyrine and I were looking at each other in the mirror when she suddenly pursed her lips and opened her mouth to ask, "Regret." It was clearly a question, but the tone of a declarative sentence.Leslie turns her head, her cheeks slightly flushed from the dance she just did, and she smiles as she sets her glass back down on the table, panting softly as she does so, "... You haven't seen my stern side just yet." After saying that, she picked up the mouse again and closed the page, and the music stopped. A
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Come out
"You open the door for me," the man said again, his eyes constantly darting around himself, "Open it!!!" He seemed agitated, and the knife on Leslie's neck kept flailing about as he trembled. But to my surprise, Leslie's initial panic seemed to start fading, she stopped struggling, only those eyes were still fixed on me. I, on the other hand, was about to collapse. Why couldn't the Sven man attract other people by shouting so loudly? What about the old couple next door? Where were Wang and Wallace? I wanted to float downstairs or go somewhere to lure people in, but I was afraid that something would happen if I let Leslie out of my sight. Just as I was ruminating, the Sven man suddenly yelled again, "I told you to open the door!!!""Don't panic," I reassured her stiffly, "He won't be able to get in for a while, I'll go outside now and call... Wank." If calling the police and I couldn't make a sound, which would only delay the process, the fastest way to call for he
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel I hate her
I'll throw it later. I didn't know what to say to that, so I looked down and didn't look at him.I took a step back and looked at her in the mirror. I walked over, took out the photo from the frame, carefully recalled some, and finally put it back in the frame. They chatted for a few more moments, and all this in the living room, in my opinion, undoubtedly indicated four words - none of my business.Something seemed to be said, the living room was a happy place, and I went to the kitchen just in time to see Monica smiling and leaning into the strange man's arms. I promise I'll throw it. "Zephyrine." After Monica left, the house was instantly quiet, even the sound of her father's slippers as he walked back seemed very clear. The little frog in the advert suddenly opened its mouth wide and squirted a huge, unbelievable candy out of it, and the children around it cheered. After thinking about it for a long time, I ended up finding normal tops, changing into jeans, and washing up
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel So long
Casually cleaned up, picked up my bag and left the house, but the moment I closed the door I remembered that I didn't have a key to Alanna's house, picked up my mobile phone to let me know, thought about it, but put it away. As she spoke, I saw my front table, suddenly excitedly grabbing the sleeve of her tablemate's coat, then gradually leaning back. This surprised me a little and on reflection, I was sure that what I had just done, was perfectly normal. They found it exciting, but I was bored. I stepped around her and answered, "No." One thing I love about Alanna is that no matter how long you've been separated from her, even if you haven't had any contact in the meantime, by the time you see her again, she can treat you like an old acquaintance. Unfortunately, I was wrong. So what was she really happy about. The bad part was that I actually felt tired after a full day of walking. To talk about the details, high school before we fought, there are so many things that let us
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Self
This kind of self-possessed personality actually annoyed me, but it was appropriately just right on her. They'd been in love for so long, and they had engagements to get, and marriages to get, and children to have. The bad part was that I actually felt tired after a full day of walking. The rest of that half hour was walking time. The first few days, Alanna also read me at home, relying on their professional freedom, late out and early return to accompany me, and then I told her in fact, I'm more free by myself, she scolded me a heartless, after the start of a normal regular work and rest. In the past few years, I've tried to stay away from the old days. To talk about the details, high school before we fought, there are so many things that let us meet, but also just meet in passing, there is no possibility of in-depth understanding. I don't know why I'm thinking about it, it's definitely making my sleep worse. About five days was my limit, and at the moment I missed the outdo
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Outfit
I didn't make many good friends in high school, and the scary thing was that Shelby had a whole bunch of drinking buddies, so those people, along with Shelby, hated me during those days. "What about this one, how about it?" I looked down, "I'm not in France." I'm curious, "Hmm?" "Didn't she study in college, majoring in accounting?" I don't say anything. I opened the book again, but this time I couldn't read it, so I had to pretend to answer her with two minds, "You know one but not the other, Shelby and I are not suitable." She changed out of her clothes, sat down next to me, and asked, "Seriously, what are you wearing to go?" If they couldn't, there was nothing I could do about it; ultimately, the blame for this had to be on Shelby, and I, once upon a time, had asked her for it back. Half an hour later I stood in front of my house with the two outfits I'd bought last week, and I don't know what I remembered, but my hand was a little heavy when I rang the doorbell. She gig
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