I'm a homebody. I'm a homebody with a personal space, a homebody who only sells fruit from that space online.
I'm a fujoshi. I'm a fujoshi with a personal space, always perfecting my recipes, a fujoshi who only indulges in fantasies in her head.
I'm not a celebrity fangirl, but a cute little thing's adorable baby voice completely won me over on my daydreaming journey. From then on, I could never stay calm.
But all I wanted was to like him quietly from afar and occasionally send them fruit from my space by express mail. Then I transmigrated. The moment I woke up, I saw the cute little thing, and he was chasing after me. I couldn't stay calm! Fine! You like me, and I like you too, but you can only like me. Otherwise, we'll die together and share a grave. (We'll spend our whole lives in my space, and you can forget about ever getting out.)
What should I do if the small theater is more attractive?
(?_?)(?_?) I cried and fainted at the bottom of the pit...
I was pulled over by someone, and I was tricked again.
Why don't you update it? It's a good write-up.
It's actually very well written. Although I know you have given up, I still hope you will come back.
Why haven't you updated it yet? It's been so long...
Why haven't you updated it yet? It's been separated from you.
Why haven't you updated it yet? It's been separated from you.
Update soon, it looks great.
Please update the article, it's been so hard to wait!!!