I lay on the back of the cow, shivering, and asked affectionately, God, this never happened in my previous life! Vomit!
The honest man who had just achieved his fifth son's passing was sent back by the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother on a snowy night after the epidemic. Just send it off as you said, and you didn't even say hello. You're not mentally prepared for this. Can you not panic? Ah? Looking behind me at the heavy snow, I look at the darkness in front of me. I had just finished tasting the bitter water that the cow had drunk in the first half of the year, and before I could taste it, I gave him another bowl. I just want to ask, is the second cup half price?
This is a story about redemption and healing. It has some fun, no peeing, no system, no harem. It focuses on single-mindedness and single-mindedness. Until the future, it's time to lie down at night and never enjoy the snow again!
