I am a copywriter
Hey! Time traveled.
What! Traveled through time?
What's going on with this little red-haired crybaby?
Why do you call me mom and your name is Hisoka?
Who is this handsome silver-haired guy?
Come to my bowl soon.
Let Mommy give you a love!
When I accepted Feitan as my son, all the people in the tour group were treated as face-to-face
When I got Sheba pregnant and gave birth to a child that was not mine
When I became the beloved mother of a large number of children
I had an epiphany——
It turns out my name is not the moon,
But a capital one
Ma. Li. Sue.
>>>>"Xiaoxi... Do you know where this is?"
"Yeah! This is Meteor Street!"
Looking at the cute red-haired and pure young lady with "Praise me!" Written all over his face, except that he didn't wag his tail, and thinking that he would become the number one BT in the future, I rolled my eyes and fainted with happiness.
>>>>Hisoka, who met Yi Ermi for a long time, still didn't know why Xiao Yi was deeply hostile to him since he heard his name but he couldn't always get angry with him, just like he didn't know why Killua and Curt had brought their friends to the mountain door long ago, but Xiao Yi never agreed to let him go to his house to play.
The answer to this mystery had to wait until a long, long time later. Hisoka, who sneaked up the mountain out of curiosity, found out the reason. As for the fact that he brought the number one killer family into chaos and started proposing to his best friend's mother as soon as he met her, but was kicked down the mountain by the whole family... That is another story.
>>>"Son, do you want to be called San Mao, Si Mao, Dayi or Yi Sanmi?"
"... Hell, I won't call you that damn name! My name is Feitan!" As Xiao Zhengtai ran away madly, I threw him up into the sky blankly and then caught him: "Hey? Son, you can't fly, so why do you call it a flying carpet?"
"(Smoke)... Go to hell! I won't learn anymore!"
>>>"... Please wait a moment, madam, when did I agree?"
"Oh? You don't want to be my son?" I lifted Chrollo's chin with my index finger, enjoyed the smooth feel, and then gently played with the soft flesh of his chin with my nails, smiling evilly: "The only people who can be here with me are sandbags, faces, and sons. Which one do you want to be?"
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The author of cp Xiba prostitutes herself and all her sons love me
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No V, no cheating, no logic, Su Shuangliu
Poor authors update V articles, and collecting comments can appeal to the author's conscience
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