"What are you looking at? Is it disgusting?!" The blond boy clenched his palms and glared at me. "No, Deidara is not disgusting." I smiled softly and was satisfied to see a trace of tenderness flash across the boy's face. Deidara's gentleness was as fleeting as his art, and it was fleeting. In an instant, I had a big bump on my head. I held my head and wanted to cry without tears. The instigator rubbed his smoking fists and raised the corners of his mouth: "What you said is disgusting, huh." ——BG's original heroine, non-travel, relaxed, in the middle... A little sadistic. Starting price 17K.
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