Gentle, strong and cold attack × cool little wolf cub
Qin Jin found that his roommate was inexplicably clingy and followed him wherever he went.
"I want to compete in the ring." "I will be your teammate."
"I want to participate in the trial." "I'll accompany you."
"I want to change places."
Jiang Feng glanced at Cheng Xiaoqi next to Qin Jin.
Cheng Xiaoqi: "..." Brother, please.
Of course, there are benefits to having a clingy cold roommate, especially in the summer. Qin Jin lay on Jiang Feng's lap and played the game console, his tail swung on the sofa, thinking happily.
Jiang Feng has been very distressed recently. His little wolf cub seems to be a little too lively.
"Are you going out to play today?" "No, there is a game today."
"Do you want to go out to play tomorrow?" "No, there is a game tomorrow."
"Then do you want to go out to play the day after tomorrow?" "No, I will take Cheng Xiaoqi to play a game the day after tomorrow."
Jiang Feng looked at Cheng Xiaoqi, silently thinking about how to assassinate this thing.
Cheng Xiaoqi: "..." Why is it always me who gets hurt (?°????????ω°???????｀)
Hey, I can't help it, I can pamper my own cubs.
"Add me one."
Ahem, this is a serious story, let's get some serious text.
What is a rose, a head that grows to be beheaded. We have been silent for too long, and our souls are still wandering. This is the story of these teenagers, and also the story of this continent. The blood donation soaked the altar, the priest sang ancient songs, and new life grew on the scorched wasteland.
Concept: This is a story, a piece of history