Hello everyone. I am not worthy of the world, you can call me Kashima Saki.
I slept for a long time, but when I woke up, I saw a bad old man flying towards my face with a sickle.
Then he hurt my cub in front of me.
Kashima Saki:?
Can you move my cub? Jpg
After I finished venting my anger for my cub, I found that my cub had transformed from a cute little dumpling into a fifteen-year-old boy.
Kashima Saki: Climb. No more love.
Later I regarded him as my cub, and he regarded me as a tool:)
Climb for me.
Primary school students' writing style
cp undecided
The heroine Su. Character ooc
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