Looking at his Alpha, Ke Shaoyan felt resentful in his heart: His Alpha was actually nothing in the eyes of the Super Galaxy people! Only! Move! Things!
"Alpha is a beast, both to the point and without fault."
Ke Junhua pressed Beta, pressed it against his ear, and whispered hotly.
If a galaxy civilization were a piece of paper filled with brilliant handwriting. So how should the pen be bent?
How should we describe the hand that holds the pen?
Slim? Sturdy? Or both? But there are always those who speak loudly and are not ashamed to say that they are invisible.
Not to mention the will represented by those wandering on the paper?
The roving students and ships of the Zhuhua Galaxy revealed a corner of the super-galaxy civilization.
Alpha Ke Junhua and Beta Ke Shaoyan move forward bravely.
The dawn of the galaxy is coming!
You cute cats must hold on! ! The spiritual spring has an intermittent attribute and is not thick and long enough. The shit shovel officer tries his best to update it once a week.
Work without an outline, feel free to express yourself, and take a break when the pieces are broken.