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I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Dirty
There was no response from the other side, and after a second or two Leslie lowered her head again and continued brushing hard. Following last night, Leslie's cleanliness disorder seemed to be out of control, or was it always like that? I, as an outsider, could only silently stand aside and look at such a strange Leslie, not knowing what to do. After about three to four minutes, Leslie suddenly stood up, probably because she got up too fast and got dizzy, her body swayed. I rushed forward and wanted to support her, but immediately realised that this was impossible, so I could only stand by and ask her worriedly, "Are you alright?" "Er... Forget it," I said, feeling a little weak, as the tape gave me a feeling similar to "Sex and Photographs", "I'm dead, so why don't I just skip it?" Leslie relaxed her body and leaned back into the couch again, saying, "That Steven guy today... Asked you to give him the last song." Leslie raised an eyebrow, "That sheet music I picked up at your hou
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Nobody
"Uh..." I stood up on stage, acoustic guitar cradled in my hands, and "fed" into the microphone in front of me a few times before I began to say, a little more formally, "My God of Fortune, Steven, has fallen out of love again... for the um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um... how many times? I think it was the fifth... Five?" "Yeah, the eighth time," I smiled shyly, "Sorry, I've just had a lot to drink and I might be a bit incoherent right now..." I cleared my throat and continued, "I'm going to send a song to Steven now, to try and show him that he's not alone... 'Nobody Loves Club', please." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, a crowd of people on stage began to ghost yell. Someone from the stage shouted, "The eighth time!!!" Leslie suddenly turned her head and asked, "This is a pub?" The host guy on TV suddenly yelled, "Steven! Happy New Year!" Immediately after that, Steven appeared in front of the camera, but at that moment, he looked indiff
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Climax
The melody on the TV finally ended, but just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a figure suddenly walked onto the stage, it was Miracle, suddenly seeing her again, I couldn't help but feel a little bit sad, standing in front of the TV. Miracle stood on the stage, put one hand around my waist, and held the microphone in the other hand and said softly to me, "Aliana, you're not in the 'Nobody Loves You Club' because you're loved by me. " As soon as the words left my mouth, the room erupted into all kinds of cacophony and whistling. I vaguely remember this scene, but had always thought it was just a dream, but I never thought it had actually happened. Evidently, I was indeed too drunk at that time. Wait, since this wasn't a dream, then next... I looked at Leslie, who was still glued to the screen, and tried to switch the TV off, but it was too late. On stage "Kiss! Kiss!" Miracle smiled and moved closer to me, while I hugged my acoustic guitar, turned my head sideways and kisse
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Pub
"Uh..." I stood up on stage, acoustic guitar cradled in my hands, and "fed" into the microphone in front of me a few times before I began to say, a little more formally, "My God of Fortune, Steven, has fallen out of love again... for the um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um... how many times? I think it was the fifth... Five?""Yeah, the eighth time," I smiled shyly, "Sorry, I've just had a lot to drink and I might be a bit incoherent right now..." I cleared my throat and continued, "I'm going to send a song to Steven now, to try and show him that he's not alone... 'Nobody Loves Club', please." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, a crowd of people on stage began to ghost yell.Someone from the stage shouted, "The eighth time!!!"Leslie suddenly turned her head and asked, "This is a pub?"The host guy on TV suddenly yelled, "Steven! Happy New Year!" Immediately after that, Steven appeared in fr
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Naturalness
With all these thoughts in my head, I was lying on the sofa, but I was as restless as if I were lying in the Dead Sea. It was nearly twelve o'clock when I felt like I was suffocating to the point of dying. Without telling Zephyrine in advance, I grabbed my keys, put on my jacket, and almost unconsciously made my way near her radio company. By this time, Zephyrine's show had just started, so I slipped over to the nearby McDonald's and ordered an orange juice before sitting silently and alone by the window, staring. It was only when I looked at the blank face reflected in the window that I came back to myself a little. What was the point of rushing over here so impulsively? If I see Zephyrine later, what should I say? Hiding my head in the sand like an ostrich to escape reality - that's the only thing I know how to do now. And that's how Leslie and I said goodbye tonight." There are probably few people in the world who are as honest as Leslie. I leaned my head helplessly against the
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Better
"It's up to you what you love, why should you care what others think?" Leslie said lightly as she looked at me. I was busy casually saying something to relieve her, "You owe me an orange in this life, you'll have to pay it back in the next life, remember." "Your girlfriend," she continued, "why didn't you see her come to you?" Leslie didn't notice my complicated mental activities as she continued to ask, "If you don't care, then why are you still..." I said to Leslie, a little guiltily, "I really did overdo it, didn't I?" If I hadn't scared Maleah, Leslie wouldn't have had to do some of the odd jobs that Maleah was supposed to do, like sweeping the floor. But Leslie didn't seem to care, she just smiled and turned her head to look at me, and then proceeded to bend down and sweep away the dust on the floor that only Leslie herself could notice. After completing all the odd jobs, Leslie sat down at the counter to check the orders as usual, while I stayed quietly at the side and didn
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Hygienic
"It's a shame about the unfinished piece," Leslie said softly, "aren't you going to finish it?" With that, she lowered her head again and tapped the keys, "Even though it's a guitar score, if it was you, you'd have no problem finishing it on the piano, right?" After saying that, she raised her head again and looked at me with a slight smile. "What's wrong?" Presumably noticing that I looked a little off, Leslie asked softly. "Come along," Leslie said to herself, "I'm planning on going to dance class tonight... Just keep me company." After I made such a fuss, Leslie was much more energetic, and she seemed to be in a good mood all day, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. I was happy to see her in such a good mood, and I felt that when Leslie smiled, all the flowers in the shop smiled. In the evening, Leslie left the flower shop and went home as usual, but for some reason, she changed her clothes after dinner and looked like she was going out. I remembered that Leslie onl
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Body
Leslie frowned and tried very hard to puff up her palms, but it was still very hard. It is reasonable to say that dance practitioners are very good at mimicking, and their limbs shouldn't be so stiff. Seeing that she had been tinkering for half a day without making any progress, I had no choice but to habitually reach out my hand to cover the back of Leslie's hand, wanting to correct her movements. I saw Leslie frown as she suddenly asked softly, "What's going on?" After saying that, she turned sideways and took my hand again. I didn't say anything, and moved like a fool. "How long has it been since I've touched an entity"-that was the only thing that came to my mind. Well, that and thinking "Leslie's hands are soft". The very moment our hands touched each other, Leslie and I both froze. Leslie lowered herself to pick up the score, and as she stood up straight she looked at me again and asked softly, "Can you touch anything else but me?" The tone of her voice was subdued, as if she
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