What to do? ! I'm so embarrassed now!
Well... I did something that would make the girls in the college chop me into pieces if they found out about it - I brought the Flower of the High Mountain down from the altar. What should I do? I'm so embarrassed right now (falling to the ground) (covering face) (screaming, twisting and crawling)
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It was a dark and windy night, and I looked at the bright moon outside the window. I suddenly wanted to have a drink, but I accidentally drank too much (covering my face). Then my first mistake that night appeared. I raised my eyes and glanced at the bright moon hanging high, and then I suddenly thought of the flowers of the high mountains. The second mistake happened naturally. Driven by my alcohol-smeared brain, I took a hallucinogen and a love drug and broke into that person's dormitory (covering my face). As for what happened after that, you all know what happened, so I won't say more, haha (death by embarrassment). It was so embarrassing. What the hell did I do! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! How can I face that face in the future? Save me, someone will save me (screaming)
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I'm going to start working hard! Let's all be embarrassed together!
By the way, although the heroine's surname is Sifengyuan, she has nothing to do with Ye Yi. She just has the same surname.
In fact, when I wrote it, I was excited, embarrassed, and excited (I mean, I was in a wonderful state)
Although the title says they all came to play cards, the whole article is actually about falling in love, because I actually don't know how to write about playing cards (falling to the ground) (sorry)
Well, even though I start off with a strong tone, I am actually doing this out of pure love, so you have to believe me! (Said very loudly)
Finally, I hope everyone enjoys eating it. It would be great if you could leave me some comments~ (seriously acting coquettishly) Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't. If you think my writing is not good, don't scold me, because I am very glass-hearted (face-grabbing)
Concept: The end of the world is the world
