The summer school on arrival, milk lying on the desk, holding the phone in your hand and watch the youtube clip on cooking. Apparently the school isn't the best for her, "would rather laboring in the kitchen all day than to waste his time for school"-she thought the belly. Of course, milk nor in poor shape in ply, final score, she maintains in the advanced level and my parents still don't have anything to complain about his daughter. Only thing is, my passion for cooking is the intense flow of people miss. School, the wait for milk at Milk pass, the old rendezvous on the car of a black saddle new hardware. _ Are you tired? _ Yes! _ I loaf, huh? _ Uh! These questions are repeated daily as a rotation of the wheel, and the other, as a routine after each lunch, about the same as the script was up a guy's charming romantic streak for a woman of innocence. Huy was the same, easy to and easy going, no one would guess what he thinks, no one knew the girl would command the real and milk also are not the exception. Huy was the first love of milk, so Milk love Led the way sweet as Milk flan cake themselves donated to command on birthdays.
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