Kong Que: I think he wants me to applaud love.
System: You think too much.
Kong Que: Okay then.
In the end, Kong Que, who was swollen with applause for love, lay on the bed and thought: The system is probably not an actor.
Seconds to the sky, seconds to the earth, seconds to seconds, the air force value is against the sky, the peacock is attacked by the loyal wolf, the air is full of waste, and the mind is full of waste.
But actually in my eyes this should be a cat-dog love affair.