My name is Lu Jie, and my friends all call me Brother Jie. I usually take in some homeless people, but don't worry, because my family is quite big.
Now, I met a group of very bad and bad people. They stole my gold finger and came to my world to do whatever they wanted.
I don't know what day it is today, but as long as you v me 50 now, help me contact my fairy parents, and I will tailor-made for you to travel through the world in the future.
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Reader comments
What kind of garbage is this written about? Go shopping and cook, and write about the geological conditions of the hotel. Is this a fucking novel by Hugh Xiu?
What kind of garbage is this written about? Go shopping and cook, and write about the geological conditions of the hotel. Is this a fucking novel by Hugh Xiu?