Stomp on Your Broken Heart With Our Babies

The toilet in Joanna’s room was in the shape of a little pink elephant, very cute indeed, so no one was suspicious.

And when they got into the bathroom, Erika locked the door, took out the black crayon quickly, and drummed it on Joanna’s face.

“What are you doing?” Joanna resisted, “You’re getting my face dirty.”

“Why don’t you pretend to be me and go back to the hotel with my mummy, and we’ll change back tomorrow.” Erika said generously, “No grabbing the covers with my brother at night.”

Right now she was a pockmarked ugly bastard, so if Erika wanted to pretend to be her, she would have to become a pockmarked ugly bastard as well.

“Why do you want me to go?” Joanna was a bit confused.

“Because you’re so pathetic. I just saw that bad witch forcing you to take medicine and not giving you candy, and then stomping on the candy in the end.” Erika was so angry that her fists clenched again.

After a pause, Tuan added, “I’ll stay and help you.”

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later, Joanna came downstairs with a face full of pockmarks

stood on the balcony, waving her hand desperately

see anyone did she turn around and run to

the fashion magazine, figuring out what luxury

up and saw the little

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a hard time reading your book, so I asked the maid to make you a cup of coffee.” As soon as Erika’s words landed, the

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result, when she reached it, her hand slipped and the whole cup of iced Americano

her delicate cheeks twisted and fierce, “Joanna, what are you doing? Did

wanted to bring you a cup of coffee, but it slipped and fell.” There was no trace of guilt on

sound from the entrance door. Followed by Sebastian’s low voice, “What’s

howled, like a butterfly, fluttered into Sebastian’s arms, tears falling down like broken beads, “She’s