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Phòng Tắm Minh Châu
Phòng Tắm Minh Châu
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jery1222
user627908 :
please mention size if the bathroom
2025-02-21 04:26:25
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longlynkeo
Đăng Long :
Inbox giá combo vs ah
2025-02-22 13:29:15
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thethattha
Thế Thật Thà :
Combo nay sao ạk. E đang lm nhà muốn tham khảo ạk
2025-02-24 13:13:06
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user9578402668829
Nam❤️Ngọc🇻🇳🇰🇷 :
Combo này bao nhiêu vậy ạ
2025-02-21 10:47:32
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tranluan759
Luận Trần 💕💕💁 :
Bao gja bo nay
2025-02-23 03:20:53
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minhphan9330
minhphan9330 :
ib giá với
2025-02-22 08:44:21
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do.nam.trung
Đỗ Nam Trung :
trong lòng phòng này là mấy nhân mấy mét bạn nhỉ
2025-02-22 03:57:29
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anna_qb73
AnNa_QB73 :
Combo phong tắm nay bn shop..?
2025-02-20 19:22:05
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pov: You and Heeseung had been married for a year, but it was just on paper. Your parents had arranged the union, and Heeseung, having inherited his family's company, was now a powerful figure, a man of influence and wealth.   Despite sharing a house, you weren't close. Heeseung was a serious, workaholic man, always buried in his office, leaving little room for genuine connection. Yet, you weren't unhappy. While Heeseung was strict in his own way, he never imposed his will on you. He allowed you to do as you pleased, to buy whatever your heart desired, his credit card readily available. Money was no object for him, and you were free to indulge in life's luxuries, a freedom you were grateful for.   One evening, your friend hosted a lavish party, and you couldn't resist the invitation. You found a stunning, elegant dress, another purchase made possible by Heeseung's generosity.   At the party, you were surrounded by the city's elite. You joined your friends, enjoying the drinks and laughter. As you mingled, a familiar face emerged from the crowd. It was your former suitor, a man who had relentlessly pursued you, even after your repeated rejections. His love for you had been intense, unwavering until the announcement of your marriage to Heeseung. He, too, had become a successful CEO, but his company was a rival to Heeseung's.
pov: You and Heeseung had been married for a year, but it was just on paper. Your parents had arranged the union, and Heeseung, having inherited his family's company, was now a powerful figure, a man of influence and wealth. Despite sharing a house, you weren't close. Heeseung was a serious, workaholic man, always buried in his office, leaving little room for genuine connection. Yet, you weren't unhappy. While Heeseung was strict in his own way, he never imposed his will on you. He allowed you to do as you pleased, to buy whatever your heart desired, his credit card readily available. Money was no object for him, and you were free to indulge in life's luxuries, a freedom you were grateful for. One evening, your friend hosted a lavish party, and you couldn't resist the invitation. You found a stunning, elegant dress, another purchase made possible by Heeseung's generosity. At the party, you were surrounded by the city's elite. You joined your friends, enjoying the drinks and laughter. As you mingled, a familiar face emerged from the crowd. It was your former suitor, a man who had relentlessly pursued you, even after your repeated rejections. His love for you had been intense, unwavering until the announcement of your marriage to Heeseung. He, too, had become a successful CEO, but his company was a rival to Heeseung's. "It's been a while," he greeted you, a hint of longing in his voice. You offered a strained smile. "I'm fine," you replied, trying to extricate yourself from the conversation. But he gently held your hand, his touch lingering. "You haven't changed," he said, a touch of sadness in his tone. "Always pushing me away." You quickly withdrew your hand, your gaze drawn to a figure in the distance. Heeseung, seated at a table, was watching you both. He was drinking, his expression unreadable, a quiet intensity radiating from him. You wondered what he was doing there. A sudden sense of unease settled over you. His silent observation filled you with a mixture of fear and confusion. "Lee Heeseung?" you whispered, your voice barely audible. The man, oblivious to your inner turmoil, pulled you closer. "Let me catch up," he said, his voice warm and inviting. But you couldn't focus on him. Heeseung's presence was like a heavy weight on your chest, his gaze a silent accusation. "Hey, Y/N! Are you listening?" your former suitor asked, his voice breaking through your thoughts. You snapped back to reality. "Oh, I'm sorry," you apologized, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face. "Yes, I just need to use the restroom," you said, making your escape. In the solitude of the bathroom, you tried to regain your composure, taking a deep breath to calm your racing heart. As you opened the door, your breath caught in your throat. Heeseung stood there, as if waiting for you. His eyes met yours, and a shiver ran down your spine. You were speechless, frozen in place by the chilling aura that emanated from him. He slowly approached, his gaze unwavering, and took your hand, his grip firm and possessive. Without a word, he pulled you out of the party, your body moving on autopilot. The drive home was silent, but the tension in the car was palpable. Heeseung's quiet intensity was suffocating. As you reached the house, you started towards your room, but Heeseung's voice stopped you. "Y/N," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "Why?" you asked, your voice trembling slightly. "When did you last speak to him?" he asked, his gaze piercing. You took a step back, feeling a chill run down your spine. "Who?" you asked, trying to feign ignorance. "That man—your longtime suitor," he clarified, his voice laced with a warning. "We just talked earlier. Why? What's wrong?" you asked, your voice rising with a hint of defiance. +(comsec) #HEESEUNG #heeseung #heeseungpov #pov #enhypen #enhypenpov #enhypenedit #fyp #foryou #foryoupage #fypシ゚ #viral #engene

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