The man kicked open the door hastily, yelled and raised his rifle to aim at the girl. But unexpectedly, the girl was not frightened at all. She knelt down quietly on the carpet, waving the paintbrush in her hand with concentration and fascination, her two thin and long black braids swaying gently. Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew from the window, blowing the girl's long aqua skirt, and also woke up the man who was looking at the girl.
A large amount of red blood flowed from the wound on the leg, reminding the man of his duty.
He walked over and pointed his gun at the girl's head.
The girl felt the cold touch. She raised her head and looked at the man in confusion.
Abu's eyes slowly swept across her smooth forehead, beautiful eyes, slender neck and slightly bulging breasts.
God, she is so beautiful.
It was so beautiful that he didn't want to raise the murderous weapon in his hand.
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