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I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Not now
As Zephyrine had said, there were two women and a man in her home besides Becky, and Brylee, who I knew, was among them. Walking into the living room, I saw Becky sitting expressionlessly on the inside of the couch, and the two of us glanced at each other, neither of us speaking. Subconsciously not wanting to pay attention to the man, I averted my eyes before noticing a number of white papers that looked like they were documents of some sort on the coffee table. It seems like they were discussing something before I came here. Seeing me and Zephyrine, Brylee, who was sitting beside Becky, put down the glass of water in her hand, and she said meaningfully, ''So it's Orion...'' I told you so... Zephyrine scared me when she suddenly ran out in such a hurry." She finished with another smiling look at me, a look that was so ambiguous - the same ambiguous look she gave me on her way out in front of the radio company early this morning - that it made me uncomfortable. "You..." I'd only just
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Catch fire
Well, idle anyway. "I know you have a lot of questions you want to ask," Zephyrine said softly as she tightened her arms around me and rested her chin against my shoulder, "but can we put those questions aside for now? Because... I'm hungry." Although she had often made this kind of intimate gesture to me before, for some reason, the touch that I had grown accustomed to, and even a little tired of, now made my heart feel like it was beating faster - even if it was just a simple hug. Seeming to be listening to the sky, Leslie still looks confused, obviously not understanding what I'm talking about. Leslie nodded, then frowned again and met my eyes with a questioning look. She seemed to be waiting for me to take the initiative to explain to her what exactly had happened, and looking at her current reaction, I was even more certain that that Sven man had definitely used some means to get the key to Leslie's house - he had planned it, but what exactly had he planned? What exactly did
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Video
Seeing that Leslie didn't dare to say anything as if she had told her some secret, he laughed and said, "I won't do anything to you if I see through your tricks. In this world nowadays, you have to think for half a day even to help a fallen old man up, not to mention that you have some mental problems..." "Where did you learn to be so oily?" Zephyrine couldn't help but smile, then turned on her side as well, propping her head up with her left hand to meet me at eye level, "That diary teach you that?" "... Surveillance video?" The man looked up at Leslie, then added, "Okay, we'll come down as soon as we're done with this side of things.""Leslie?" and I repeated that name again in disbelief. "What's with the 'surveillance video' you just mentioned?" Wang didn't notice his strange behavior and just asked while pulling over a leather chair to ask Leslie to sit down, but Leslie shook her head and refused. "Alayah?" shouted Leslie, probably a bit helplessly, when he saw me suddenly sta
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel To be with you
It all happened so quickly that I was a bit unable to react, but my heart was already starting to beat faster because of the close contact. Just then, the cell phone in my bag suddenly rang. I wanted to reach over to my bag to answer it, but I didn't feel right about it. And Zephyrine, who was crouching on top of me, froze for just a moment, then lowered her head again and proceeded to pry my lips open with her tongue, and her hands began to slowly roam over my body, not taking the cell phone that was making such a ruckus seriously at all. I didn't know who was calling, and I didn't have time to think about it, just wrapping my arms around Zephyrine and responding to her lingering kisses nervously and rawly - a little bit excited and a little bit scared at the same time about what might happen next. But the caller was extremely patient, calling and calling, as if if if I didn't pick up the phone, it would ring until the end of the world. Finally, even Zephyrine couldn't stand it anym
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Hooliganism
"I'm interviewing Leslie next Tuesday," Zephyrine butts in, interrupting me abruptly and slyly changing the subject, "don't you want to ask me some questions?" "She was a very, very good woman," Zephyrine continues, "and everyone around Li Li said she was an extreme perfectionist, very serious about everything, especially dancing. But for some reason, she suddenly returned to China to marry a wealthy businessman named Hua, ending her dancing career early. Later, Li Li gave birth to a daughter, her only child, Leslie." Knowing that she was always so stubborn, I helplessly went along with her, "Ask you what? I'm afraid you'll say I'm too enamored with that diary again." The man beside him didn't say anything, just pursed his lips undeniably. "Becky said I 'crossed the line'." Zephyrine said lightly, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with her. Early this morning, Leslie was still in high spirits as usual, as if nothing had happened. Either way, I'm already with
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Complain letter
When I got home, Leslie didn't say much but she broke into the den and turned on her computer. I was surprised to see her interested in something other than cleaning, practicing yoga, reading, and listening to music, but I didn't want to disturb her, so I decided to take a walk. After strolling around the corridor for a couple of hours and not finding anything suspicious, I couldn't help but come back to the management office on the first floor, simply because my heart was still haunted by last night's security footage. Wang is standing next to the gate, and inside the management room, he is lying on the table asleep. Seeing such an "excellent" work ethic, I was no longer surprised that the gentleman was able to enter and exit Leslie's home freely - I guess I need to urge Leslie to submit the complaint letter. I took advantage of the fact that the sales clerk had turned to fiddle with the speakers to quietly say to Leslie, "It's a better deal to get the one on the right." It didn't
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"Is that so?" Wank stood up and said in disbelief, "Maybe there's something wrong with the machine, after all, it's been used for three years... Let's not talk about this first, the occupant of the twelfth floor, No. C, forgot his key and went out, Wallace, you quickly help me look for it, I still have to deliver it to the person." "Back?" She froze slightly, then smiled at me again, "I was wondering where you'd been." With natural words like that, I drifted off into a trance thinking that I knew Leslie as an old friend who had known her for years. Though surprised at being asked the same question twice, I dutifully nodded my head. I froze, then responded, "Uh-huh." Leslie looked at me hesitantly before dutifully turning away and tapping away at the keyboard, and it didn't take a second for a long list of web links to the song to immediately appear on the computer screen. "You like reading Don Quixote?" Leslie raised her right eyebrow, then turned to press play again, and the tu
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Her mother
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
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