Su Muqiu Novels & Stories

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◇NO POV◇ Srium is busy in hospital she is checking patients even in the morning she called her mom and said she can't come to home as she is busy she didn't go to home for two days she answered her mom calls when Milan tried to talk to her she hung the mobile milan was hurt because for him his sri is sweet person but she is the person here hurting him he know that kiss is an unintentional and accidental still she is angry on him he don't know why

Mrs Fu knocked at the door. The door was still not opened because Anna Fu was a stubborn child ,she only did what was in her mind and does not like being controlled by anyone. Mike Qi went to a restaurant and bought alot of food for her ,it was pepperish because since Anna Fu got pregnant that was how she loves her food been prepared. He drove into the Fu's house and came down from his car , Anna Fu saw his car through her window and saw the bags he was carrying and decided to stay inside her room

“Water likes a cue.” “Teach me,” said a boy who had thrown up honorably the day the ferry took water and had been forgiven into usefulness. “We don’t teach,” the ferry-woman said. “We let you copy.” Rooke’s matriarch pressed a folded banknote into Minta’s palm and spoke without sentiment. “Spend this on bolts and flour. Send the receipt to my least favorite cousin.” “Pleasure,” Minta said.

Oh he was looking at the both of them inappropriately" Mikey said nonchalantly as if it was. the most obvious thing in the world. "Did you kick him in the pace where the sun doesn't shine?" He asked. Anna and I gasped. "What!!" we yelled. "Unfortunately I wasn't able to do that but he was left with a broken nose, trust me am sure its out of shape" mickey told Damien. "Michael Jackson Quinn, what on the name of God are you teaching my son". I yelled at my brother glaring at him. She better not be teaching my son anything related to violence.

" This is a bit of an exaggeration, it's only been more than four months, although it's twins, Mu Zi thinks she's still quite nimble. She made a gesture to get up, but was pressed back by Murong Cheng, "Sleep a little longer, when you wake up, the roasted wheat should be delivered." Mu Zi busily said, "It's not ordinary siu mai, it's not Hundred Flowers siu mai, it's Peony siu mai, with asparagus and fresh meat filling, don't buy the wrong one." At the end, a little aggrieved mouth: "Last time the durian pizza was bought wrong, I want the Elvis Presley durian pizza, they bought into the King Sultan durian."

Muk Khai Khai’s caressing as well as fondling on her nude body. “Finally, you’ve become mine, Xiu Mei... Hahaha... You belong to me right now... Me... Not that shit and ass hole General Lie Jun Xiong... Finally it’s me who can grab away your purity as well as originality, who can make you stay by my side, who can have you...” muttered Mr. Muk Khai Khai victoriously deep within his satisfaction.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

Slim I sat next to her on the cliff, handing her a cup of water. Surprisingly, my nerves relaxed as her fingertips unintentionally brushed against mine, and I resisted the urge to sigh in frustration. There was something intriguing about her. She exuded an aura of tranquility wherever she went, and it was slowly affecting me. She smiled at me, but her eyes didn't reflect the same joy. I could tell something was weighing heavily on her mind. "Thanks," she said, her voice shaky with the impact of her thoughts. I could sense her anxiety consuming her.