Kind reminder version——
You guys may see various first-, second-, and third-level pig feet suddenly die suddenly every now and then. Please be sure to keep your heart rate at 90 and blood pressure at 90. We are not responsible for any accidents caused by emotional impulse! Here, I would like to give a very loving message to everyone who is willing to click on it to read all kinds of bloody, love-hate, and bloody stories - there is only one competition, but there are many handsome ones. Looking forward, there are always better ones waiting for you~
Literary Edition——
The blood pours out the charm of the mandala, and what kind of strange love will grow out of hatred?
A game within a game, a game outside.
Between laissez-faire and control, what kind of distance can we love and scheming when we are facing each other, and love and scheming when we are facing away?
The floating world is vast, and everyone shares the joys and sorrows.
Holding a stunning sword flower is not as good as the dusk snow on thousands of mountains.
Q&A version——
"Why do you still don't know who the big boss is?"
A certain summer picked her nose and hummed, "Suspense, suspense, do you understand?"
"Then why don't you even know who the male pig's trotter is?"
A certain summer rolled her eyes, "Normal."
"Why?"
"Actually, everyone is the protagonist of their own story." Tossing your hair, looking pretty, pretending to be serious...
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