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๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ฝ !
โฅ ๐
๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐ป๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐บ๐๐ฝ ๐๐,๐๐๐,๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๏ผ
๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ ๐๐บ๐๐พ ๐๐ ๐บ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐บ๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐พ ๐๐๐๐พ... ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฑ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฑ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ก๐ ๐ข๐ช ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฑ ๐ (๐จ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ ๐ฃ๐จ๐ด๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ถ ๐ฑ) ๐ณ๐๐ผ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐บ๐
๐พ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐พ ๐ฝ๐บ๐๐!!! (๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐ป๐๐๐๐พ).
โโ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ
๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐๐๐๐ซ๐จ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ณย ย ๐ธ๐ค๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ค๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ฎ!!!! ๐ฒ๐ค๐ค ๐ด ๐ณ๐ง๐ค๐ฑ๐ค ๐ก๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ฒ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ธ๐ค๐ ๐ง ๐ฒ๐ค๐ค ๐ด ๐จ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ค๐ง ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ค๐ฑ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐๐๐๐ซ๐จ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ณ ๐ ๐'๐
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๐ป๐พ ๐๐๐พ๐๐พ ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐พ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐พ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐๐บ๐๐ผ๐ ๐๐พ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐กย ย ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฝ ๐๐ฟ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐ โค๏ธ (๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
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๐ป๐พ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐พ)
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐จ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ โค๏ธ (๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐บ๐)
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐จ ๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ณ ๐ถ๐ ๐จ๐ณ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ณ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ค๐ค๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ค ๐ก๐ ๐ค
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ง๐ฎ๐ซ๐ธ ๐ฅ๐ด๐ข๐ช๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐ง๐จ๐ณ ๐จ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐ข๐ฑ๐ค๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ด๐ข๐ง ๐ฑ๐ญ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ย ย ๐๐๐๐พ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐บ๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฝ ๐๐๐พ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐๐๐๐ซ ๐ฒ๐ ๐พ๐๐ผ๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐ ๐ป๐พ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐บ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ
๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐พ'๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐พ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐บ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ย ย ๐ฆ๐๐๐๐บ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐ฟ ๐ช
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ญ๐๐ญ๐๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐ ๐ง๐ง๐ง ๐จ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ธ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ ๐ป๐พ๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐พ'๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐๐๐ (๐ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐บ๐๐พ)
ย ย ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ซ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐๐ผ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐พ๐บ๐๐
๐พ๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ (๐ณ๐บ๐๐
๐๐'๐ ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐๐)
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ ๐ถ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ๐ง๐ณ ๐ค๐ต๐ค๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ค ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ณ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ค ๐ณ๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ค๐ณ๐ฒ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ'๐ฝ ๐๐บ๐๐๐พ๐ ๐ฝ๐๐พ ๐๐๐บ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐ฟ ๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ช๐๐ ๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ผ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ค๐ ๐ฑ ๐จ๐ฅ ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ค๐ณ ๐ณ๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ค๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ณ๐ง๐ค ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ฒ๐ณ๐ค๐ฑ ๐ฒ๐ง๐ฎ๐ถ ๐คฌ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฑ ๐ซ๐จ๐ช๐ค ๐จ ๐ญ๐ค๐ค๐ฃ ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ค๐ณ ๐ณ๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ค๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฑ ๐ณ๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐ง๐ฎ๐ถ ๐จ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ญ ๐ญ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐จ๐ณ ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฅ ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ค๐ณ ๐ณ๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ค๐ณ๐ฒ ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ด'๐ฑ๐ค ๐ณ๐ค๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ค ๐จ ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด๐ซ๐ฃ ๐ง๐ค๐ ๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ค๐ฒ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐จ๐ต๐ค!?!?
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ป๐พ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐ผ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐พ๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐๐ ! โยทห เผ *
"๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ I just realised?" Lyla announced to her boyfriend, looking towards him as he picked apart grapes for his girl, placing them in the bowl. Tom hummed, looking towards the blonde girl, who set her phone down on the counter, walking towards him.
"That the first night I start my tour, it will become a year since we met." She smiled, wrapping her arms around her boyfriends waist, leaning her head into his back. Even though she couldn't see him, a huge smile appeared on Tom's face.
"So basically a year since the day you became obsessed with me forever?" He smirked, slowly turning around to see a blush form on Lyla's face. The blonde girl rolled her eyes, as she tip toed up to kiss his lips.
"Actually, I think it's you becoming obsessed with me forever." She grinned, tilting her head and Tom nodded, tilting his head to match Lyla.
"Well, technically, you were the one that became obsessed with me forever because you did write a song about me." The Birmingham boy teased even more, finding himself enjoying his girlfriend's flustered face.
"Well, I am a better song writer than you." Lyla lightly chuckled, immediately letting out a gasp as Tom swiftly picked her up, turning around and setting her on the counter so they could be eye level with each other. Lyla blushed at the contact between them, especially because Tom's warm hand was wrapped around her bare waist.
"Words do hurt, love." Tom frowned, placing his hand on his heart. Lyla laughed, leaning forward and attaching her lips onto her boyfriend's. As the two passionately kissed each other, Tom's hand slowly travelled to Lyla's crop top, finding himself slowly lifting it up.
The blonde girl let out a moan, and as Tom was about to taking it off, the phone rang, making both of them pull apart, and Tom groan in annoyance. The blonde singer jumped off the counter, walking towards phone to see Phoebe ringing her.
"Sorry Tom, duty calls." She smirked at her boyfriend, before looking down to see a bulge form through his pants. "And you better sort that out." The blonde girl chuckled.
"Can't you sort it out for me?" Tom pouted, walking towards his girlfriend. Lyla playfully rolled her eyes, quickly kissing her boyfriend and walking towards the living room. "I hate you!" The Birmingham boy called out.
"I love you too!" Tom heard Lyla yell back, before hearing the voice of Phoebe's. The British boy sighed, turning around to see the grapes there. "She forgot about the grapes." He muttered, before turning around and walking towards the bathroom.
เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ก ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ค๐ฌ ! โยทห เผ *
[#] ๐จ ๐๐๐๐พ ๐พ๐๐พ๐๐๐๐๐พ ๐๐ ๐๐บ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ ๐๐๐๐ฝ ๐ผ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐บ๐ ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐บ๐ ๐
[#] ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐๐พ๐บ๐ฝ๐, ๐ฃ๐ค๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐ ๐บ๐๐ฝ ๐จ๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฟ๐๐
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๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐บ๐๐ ๐บ ๐
๐๐ ๐ค
เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฌ ! โยทห เผ *
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