Red. Nothing but red filled the sky. They writhed and spun, their ugly bodies taking over everything. "No!" The man jolted awake from his dream. He lit a cigarette called Seven Stars and watched it slowly burn away in his hand. The corners of his numb mouth twitched. It had all begun...
Not bad, but not my type
Come on, come on, Xiaojing~ Come to my skewers when you have time~
Hey, a man with a bit of a bad feeling~ The stories of men are pretty good!
Are you going to continue on vacation? …
Our family, Xiaojing Ming, needs to work hard and not step on me.
Xianzi, you must have written this. I should have made the right move~ Haha You can write well ~ keep up the good work It's a carp~
Looking forward to Chapter 4!!! Hey hey... Come on Xiaojing
I'm confused... Is this an abandoned trap?