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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
I Became a Villainess Werewolf In My Own Novel Composer
"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
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
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