?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss 抖阴社区 - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories https://static.wattpad.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1749562211 ?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss /1317034005-s%C9%AF%D2%BD%D2%BD%C6%9A-t%D2%BD%CE%B1-%CE%B1%C9%B3%D4%83-c%CE%B1%C9%B1%D2%BD%CA%85%CA%85%CE%B9%CE%B1%CA%82-hiatus-%CB%A2%CA%B7%E1%B5%89%E1%B5%89%E1%B5%97-%E1%B5%80%E1%B5%89%E1%B5%83-%E1%B5%83%E2%81%BF%E1%B5%88?utm_source=rss<b>vnc_the_shttywriter / 5 pages</b><br/>"岬偸笆� 岬堘祾 矢岬掅禈 恕岬掅禌岬� 拾岬壥� 刷岬�?" "刷拾岬�'刷 岬兯� 刷史岬夅祲岬� 岬兯� 岬検搬祪岬� 岬栣祲岫溼禈恕鈦贬祪食 岬椺祲岬� 刷拾岬� 刷岬� 岬兪翅祱岬夆伩岬椝∈� 恕岬掅禌岬壦�-岬冡祰岬掅禌岬� 岬兯∷�, 刷拾岬� 鈦酷禈食岬椺禈食岬壦� 岬愂� 岬囜祲鈦扁伩岬� 岬兯� 岬検搬祲 刷岬樷伩 岬冣伩岬� 食岬冣伇鈦� 鈦酷祾岬樖斥伇刷拾 岬検搬祲 史鈦贬禇拾岬壥斥伇鈦酷祶 岫犓♂祾食岬� 岬掅稜 岬検扳伇刷 岬涒伇恕岬� 史岬捠乘♂祱." 岬�拾岬� 岬掅禇拾岬壥� 鈦酷祾岬堘祱岬夅祱 鈦扁伩 岬冡祶食岬夅祲岬愥祲鈦酷禇. "岽� 岬堘祾岬壦� 刷..."岬偸笆� 岬堘祾 矢岬掅禈 恕岬掅禌岬� 拾岬壥� 刷岬�?" "刷拾岬�'刷 岬兯� 刷史岬夅祲岬� 岬兯� 岬検搬祪岬� 岬栣祲岫溼禈恕鈦贬祪食 岬椺祲岬� 刷拾岬� 刷岬� 岬兪翅祱岬夆伩岬椝∈� 恕岬掅禌岬壦�-岬冡祰岬掅禌岬� 岬兯∷�, 刷拾岬� 鈦酷禈食岬椺禈食岬壦� 岬愂� 岬囜祲鈦扁伩岬� 岬兯� 岬検搬祲 刷岬樷伩 岬冣伩岬� 食岬冣伇鈦� 鈦酷祾岬樖斥伇刷拾 岬検搬祲 史鈦贬禇拾岬壥斥伇鈦酷祶 岫犓♂祾食岬� 岬掅稜 岬検扳伇刷 岬涒伇恕岬� 史岬捠乘♂祱." 岬�拾岬� 岬掅禇拾岬壥� 鈦酷祾岬堘祱岬夅祱 鈦扁伩 岬冡祶食岬夅祲岬愥祲鈦酷禇. "岽� 岬堘祾岬壦� 刷拾岬� 食岬夅稜食岬壦⑹搬祲刷 岬愂� 岬囁♂祪岫溼祻岬夆伩岬夅祱 刷岬掅禈恕 史鈦贬禇拾 鈦酷祾岬検扳伇鈦酷祶 岬囜禈岬� 拾岬壥� 食岬冡祱鈦贬祪鈦酷禇 刷岬愨伇恕岬� 岬検搬祪岬� 岫溼祾岬標♂祱 食鈦贬禌岬兯� 岬冣伩矢 什岬壥丰祲恕刷 岬忊伩岬捠封伩 岬椺祾 岬愥祪鈦�."

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]]>/1288009087-%F0%9D%95%B8%F0%9D%96%9A%F0%9D%96%98%F0%9D%96%8A-hiatus-attention?utm_source=rss<b>vnc_the_shttywriter / 8 pages</b><br/>With eyes red as rubies and tears flowing down his face like crystals, she couldn't help but admire his immaculate beauty. The way his tears dropped and mingled with his blood stained mouth was hypnotic to watch, seeing how the pink liquid slide d...With eyes red as rubies and tears flowing down his face like crystals, she couldn't help but admire his immaculate beauty. The way his tears dropped and mingled with his blood stained mouth was hypnotic to watch, seeing how the pink liquid slide down his lower lip and to his chin was like watching a ballet dancer perform a tragic love story. "You're beautiful..." she muttered subconsciously, placing a hand on her lips to suppress a smile. "Absolutely breathtaking." His breathing picked up, the rise and fall of his chest made him look even more luscious. The sound of his ragged breath and painful wheezes were violins to her ears, playing a torturous ballad which she had so desperately craved to hear from him-and now she could...finally. Touching the wooden handle of the paint brush resting on her ear, she leaned back and sighed. With eyes hooded and never breaking contact, she pushed herself closer to the large canvas, dipped the small brush on the red on his forehead. He truly is perfect. She thought with a shudder. "Such a beautiful shade..." she inspected the stroke of red she had made on the canvas, "not that I expected less, sweetness." She pushed his damp blond hair behind his ear and leaned in making him flinch. "Move, and I'll crush your pretty face." Her eyes bore holes into his while her hands dug crescent moons on his chiseled face, "And trust me, sweetness, it won't do us both any good." She leaned back again, seeing the marks on his cheeks brought her smile back. "Ah, you look even more perfect now," she chuckled, her voice pitched high with pride, "How could that even be possible?" the lids of her eyes hooded once more and another awestruck sigh pulled from her lips. "Don't move."

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