"Does the darkness of midnight have the right to touch the sun?" He never took his eyes off that golden ray. How long has it been? ... It's been a long time. Finally, I saw the redemption that my heart longed for. Can't help but want to touch. Even though it was a clichéd plot, he still wanted to embed it in his mind - even if he kept denying it. Be damn strong. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for showing up when I was young and ignorant. Even though you are bruised and bruised, you are still my desire.
Conception:
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My weasel, poke your own eyes
They say that martyrdom for love is never an old rumor.
Oh hehehe I'm the first
There are typos~
I want that red fox
This isn't considered BE, we are together at least.
My weasel, poke your own eyes
They say that martyrdom for love is never an old rumor.
Oh hehehe I'm the first There are typos~
I want that red fox
This isn't considered BE, we are together at least.