That drama anchor had sex again and again in a double row!
In the holographic chicken-eating world, the downstairs is filled with smoke and gunshots are everywhere. Lu Yimeng is lying upstairs shivering: "You want me to jump down?"
Qin Zishen opened his arms: It's okay, I'll protect you.
Noisy canteen,
Lu Yimeng stared at someone opposite him, "If you don't even confess, how can you be in love?"
Qin Zishen leaned forward and kissed him, "Does this count?"
Lu Yimeng resolutely said, "calculate"
small theater
Lu Yimeng: "Every box is a treasure!"
Qin Zishen: "Be good, the boxes are all yours."
Buddhists eat chicken and kill rationally.
The little drama star was taken to the sky by the chicken-eating boss.
The game background of this article draws on PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.
Finally, thank you to the little angels who are willing to collect this article, read it, and comment. I love you.
Thank you everyone for collecting
In the end, this is a pure love story under the skin of a game.
All the settings in this article are only for the male and female protagonists to fall in love in a normal and logical way.
Finally, add a pre-collection. Interested little angels can collect it first. Love you.
Wen Ning met Lu Yu when he was 16 years old, and when he was 26 years old, Wen Ning met Lu Yu again.
When I was 16 years old, my class teacher spoke on the podium about the three major high-voltage lines in No. 1 Middle School: first, no mobile phones are allowed; second, no skipping classes; third, no early love.
Lu Yu lay on the table and quietly handed a note to Wen Ning, "Beauty, are you in puppy love?"
When he was 26 years old, Lu Yu stood outside Wen Ning's door with his suitcase in hand, "Beauty, do you want to share the house?"
The 16-year-old Wen Ning is like a piece of dough that you can knead and make into a round shape. The 26-year-old Wen Ning is like a hedgehog with spikes on his back and a belly full of soft meat.
You will always meet someone who happens to like you, understand and appreciate you, he will pick the stars for you, he will climb the moon for you, he will give you a snowy past and a future wrapped in wind and flowers.
Campus article, memories kill.
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