【Anti-theft Sticker Chapter】

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

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"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”

"Every evening at six o'clock. The city's thirty-two bell towers all sound a bleak death knell. In a manor house made of stone slabs in the style of a tombstone, there is never sunlight. The cypress trees in the courtyard, the dripping tuberose vaults in the garden, and the faded curtains in the bedroom all emit a dead and heavy atmosphere. ”

San Francisco, Woodside's mountain mansion.

The female assistant has been a little sleepy lately, and she always takes a break in the afternoon.

When Simon came here, he took on another task: responsible for prenatal education for the little one in the female assistant's womb.

The female assistant's prenatal education method is very special, and she selects all kinds of world famous books to read to the little one in her belly.

Simon was reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" at this time, and it was the original Spanish version of Márquez, and yesterday I also read a paragraph of the original Russian version of "War and Peace", and the female assistant felt that Simon's poor Russian was obviously not standard, and he might teach bad children, so she changed today's book.

On the lawn in the backyard of the mansion in the afternoon, a large deck chair curled up in the man's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying it.

Personal energy has always been strong, and Simon has no nap habit.

"The problem is that Filanda doesn't seem to be a woman of this world. ”

"She grew up in a gloomy city a thousand kilometres from the sea, and in the dark night when the ghosts lingered, she could hear the governor's chariot rolling through the cobblestone streets. ”