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nq :

Anh kia quên bôi cổ kìa

2025-08-03 11:08:35

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Diễm Quỳnh03 :

Nhìn mà cười sảng luôn😁😁😁

2025-08-03 11:09:41

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Son :

Nay chủ nhật cũng tập à b😂

2025-08-03 11:37:04

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.e.iu169 :

anh đầu hàng dùng kcn hãng j v ạ kkk

2025-08-03 17:06:04

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Vân tập làm tiktok :

cho mình hỏi chỗ này ở đâu vậy b

2025-08-04 06:29:59

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🦐 :

là do ông Đạt bày cho phải không🤣

2025-08-04 05:43:37

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Tiệm Hoa Gò vấp online🌸 :

Cha nọi đầu tiên mua kcn ở shoppe hả 😎

2025-08-03 18:00:39

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Cô Nga Bình Định :

Sao bôi mặt mà không bôi cổ vậy chú 🤣🤣

2025-08-04 11:55:09

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Mai Hoàng :

Ai dậy các anh bôi cổ nữa đi

2025-08-20 14:00:39

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Huyền 🙂‍↔️ :

Có vẻ viral hơn các video giật giật

2025-08-03 12:39:56

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...Sami... :

Chóng nắng

2025-08-07 13:04:45

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sóitv2212 :

kk đánh nền đậm .để lúc bị chửi đở trôi nền 😂😂😂🥰🥰🥰

2025-08-04 03:00:21

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🌻Huyền đang du học🇻🇳 :

Chắc ông Đạt bày cho phớ hôm=)))

2025-08-04 02:09:54

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Hà Thu170329 :

Bôi nhầm kem oánh răng hay gì mà bật tông zữ vậy đc ơi😂🤭

2025-08-07 16:24:45

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Thanh Nga :

Cười ngất đấy 🤣🤣🤣🤣 cố tình để mn nhìn mặt mà k nhìn chân đây mà 🤣🤣🤣

2025-08-17 06:20:15

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🐝 :

chống nắng nâng tông bà ơi

2025-08-06 05:15:20

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Em pé khóc nhè🐣 :

Đồng chí đứng đầu hàng sao bôi mỗi cái mặt dậy

2025-08-04 01:20:25

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100% Yêu nước 🇻🇳 :

Chắc đang tranh giành vị trí đại sứ kèm chống nắng với Đạt🤣🤣🤣🤣

2025-08-04 01:57:34

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T Trâm :

Đang đi hát bội bị bắt vô tập luôn nè 😂😂😂

2025-08-04 05:11:15

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úm ba la xì bùa✨ :

nhìn cái mặt cừi sảng

2025-08-09 08:58:30

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HaloHane :

aa a trai tui ở hàng t2😂

2025-08-12 23:36:34

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ben_do010 :

quân địch phải vỡ trận. thì quân ta không được vỡ nền nha🥰

2025-08-07 16:55:42

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Sống có phúc, di chúc có tên :

Trật nhịp có thể lây hả😆

2025-08-10 01:57:10

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Yến Chi ♡ :

Sợ k có thời gian dặm lại á

2025-08-09 17:10:35

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btramm 😈 :

này là mặt với cổ giận nhau rồi 🙂

2025-08-10 09:51:18

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The drive home from school had been a silent blur of neon city lights and drumming rain, but the moment the heavy wrought-iron gates of the Eisaya estate closed behind her, Oom’s composure completely shattered. The cool, mysterious exterior she had barely managed to hold together in Thor’s passenger seat dissolved into pure, frantic adrenaline. She had bolted up the grand staircase, ignoring her brother’s booming laughter from the living room, slammed her bedroom door shut, and leaned against the cold wood with her chest heaving and her heart racing at a dangerous speed. Oom Eisaya did not sleep a single second. She spent the entire night pacing the mahogany floor of her bedroom, clutching a silk pillow to her chest, grinning like a complete lunatic at her reflection in the full-length mirror. "Fiancée," Oom whispered to her empty room, her voice practically dripping with giddy disbelief. "She is literally my fiancée!" She threw herself onto the plush mattress, staring up at the ceiling while her heart hammered against her ribs in a chaotic, thrilling rhythm. The school’s notorious heartbreaker, the girl who had never let anyone stay past a three-day expiration date, was legally and formally bound to the one person who looked at her like she was a mildly inconvenient mosquito. It was thrilling. It was insane. It was the absolute best game Oom had ever played. "Oh, Bam Saralee," Oom giggled into her pillow, kicking her feet like a middle-schooler with her first crush. "You think you can just drop a bomb like that and walk away? Just wait until tomorrow. I am going to use that title until your ears bleed." By 6:00 AM, Oom was already fully dressed in a crisp, pristine uniform, her hair styled in effortless waves. She skipped breakfast, practically sprinted past Thor, who was still in his bathrobe, staring at her in sheer horror, and made a detour to the high-end cafe three blocks from campus. She arrived at Bangkok International School thirty minutes before the first bell, holding a brown paper bag containing a freshly baked almond croissant and an iced caramel macchiato, sweet, expensive, and perfect, just like her. She waited outside Homeroom 12-A, leaning against the doorframe with her ankles crossed, her chest puffed out with absolute confidence. At 7:45 AM, Bam walked down the corridor. She looked immaculate. Her long black hair was gathered in a loose clip, a few soft strands framing her pale, elegant face. She carried her sleek dark briefcase, her posture straight, moving with that quiet, intimidating grace that had frozen the room yesterday. Oom’s smile blossomed into a blinding, million-watt grin. She stepped directly into Bam’s path, holding out the iced coffee like a trophy. "Good morning, my beautiful, brilliant, mysterious fiancée," Oom purred, accentuating the last word with deliberate, dramatic flair. "I brought you breakfast. Extra shot of espresso, light ice, and" Bam stopped two feet away. Her dark eyes swept over the plastic cup, then shifted up to Oom’s glowing face with the cold, clinical detachment of a judge reading a traffic violation. "Move, Miss Eisaya," Bam said evenly. Oom’s smile twitched, but she didn't budge. "Miss Eisaya? Is that how you address the girl you're going to marry? Come on, Bam. I spent fifteen minutes standing in line for this caramel macchiato. Taste it. It’s sweet." "I don't drink caramel," Bam replied, her voice smooth and unhurried. "And I don't eat almond pastries. I am allergic to heavy sugar in the morning." "Oh," Oom blinked, her hands dropping half an inch. "Well. I can buy you something else! What do you like? I'll run to the canteen right now " Panic flickered in her chest,the sudden, terrifying sting of direct rejection and her self-preservation instincts immediately flared up. She caught herself mid-sentence, forcing a loud, dramatic laugh as she pulled the bag back to her chest and tossed her head back with careless grace. #oomeisaya #bamsaralee #oombam

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