[Practice pen·1]
[Black history, don't read it]
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In the end, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly. You are both a gift and a calamity.
Mountain birds and fish have different paths, and the mountains and rivers will never meet again.
I am Feng, you can also call me Wendy.
How long have I been on this island? I have no idea.
God has sealed me here forever, and I am waiting here for a future.
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Passenger:
Black Dawn--Bruce
Caramel Frosted Style--Stark
Phoenix dances for nine days--Lu Xiaofeng
The breeze leaves fragrance--Chu Liuxiang
Intention: Waiting for you to love me across thousands of mountains and rivers
Reader comments
Fried cucumbers are so moist that they will be covered in oil, hahahaha
After reading my previous chapters, I found a lot of typos! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! There are also places where the connection is too difficult! ! ! Pantyhose! ! ! !
Fried cucumbers are so moist that they will be covered in oil, hahahaha
After reading my previous chapters, I found a lot of typos! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! There are also places where the connection is too difficult! ! ! Pantyhose! ! ! !