[Volleyball!!] Tairawakawa

Can Yuan Suiyun be cleared? Do the three views really follow the five senses? !

You have to force the heroine to become black and then make you unable to get out of bed, haha

This chapter is so sweet, maybe I'm jealous. The part where the dog head sprays the air on purpose is too cute, but I think he can pull it off hahahaha

I can't tell who is the hero

Woohoo, why is it ending so suddenly?

Don't forget to update it~

"I" give the author a big worm~ Finished????????????

Why hasn't it been updated? The heartbroken bird waiting...

It's tied... Well, anyway, I'm going to read the author's previous book first, looking forward to the update (?＞?＜)☆

Come update soon, one chapter is too short

Mi, give up by gogogo

My little friend, your brother feels like he's going to be lost...

Bridal chamber, bridal chamber, bridal chamber! !

Good morning... Let me tell you a little story. During the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, Liu Tongxun, the Minister of Justice, served as a county magistrate in Shandong when he was young. One summer, when I went to the countryside for inspection, I sat in a small sedan carried by four people. In the past, the rules were very strict, so the door curtains and curtains of the sedan chair were always lowered. It was already summer, but it was airtight and extremely hot. Liu Tongxun was sitting in the sedan chair. Through the gap in the door curtain, he saw a father and son eating watermelon on the roadside. He really wanted to stop the sedan chair and go down to beg for two pieces of watermelon to relieve the heat. Who knows, before he finished this thought, he heard the father eating watermelon outside scolding his son. Look at people, they ride in sedans everywhere, and it must be very cool there. If you want to be like others, study hard and become a great person in the future... Liu Tongxun couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this... Things in this world are like this. When we see others doing well, we feel envious. Who knew that others would also be very envious of us... Driving a small boat on the lake. There is an oil-paper umbrella on the arch bridge in the lake. The person under the umbrella is dressed in white and is hanging on the ground. He is facing my eyes... Even if the color is not stunning, it can still be worthy of the four words "peerless independence"... At this moment, it is only suitable to be foggy and rainy...