My Mr. Panda

Private のパンダさんです My Mr. Panda "Sir, can I lend you your hand for a minute?" "Let me hold you." The civil engineering elder brother with a soft mouth and a hard heart × the art dwarf dedicated to dog licking Poor body shape, strong duel The target is a strong archer male × an externally strong but medium-sized Aquarius female Realistic liar Absolute rationality, crazy criticism of water bottle × cool and thin snake man Scorpio white cut black Guess the ending, not cruel, but really miserable (no cruelty, warm and positive) There's jet lag in love, but it goes both ways A quick glance, a lifetime decision, a lick for twenty years A slow, gentle and hot one to simmer over the fire, and finally express One is cold and the other is eager Embrace death and fall into the river and sea willingly "Sir, can you lend me your hand for a minute? Let me hold it." It was hot in the middle of summer, and I was lying on the floor. When Mr. Panda saw me, he came to my side and pulled me up. I leaned sideways on the low wooden table, playing. "Can you hug me?" My Mr. Panda can play the snare drum with his belly and sings beautifully. Every day in the company, I am very serious. It's not that I'm pretending, but I really can't laugh. I don't know why my laughing point is so low in front of Mr. Panda. As soon as he opened his mouth, I opened my fangs and giggled. Mr. Panda always triggers me, his breathing makes me happy, and touching his arm, it's so nice to have him next to me. When he disappears forever and becomes a symbol of nostalgia in my memory, the years tell me to give up, and it will slowly fade away. All corruption is involved in me, surrounding me in a sea of ​​tenderness, pretending that it loves me deeply. She can die for me, but she cannot live for me. What kind of love is that? Why does she say she loves me? I should fill my heart in a short time, just like I did in college. When I thought I had forgotten her, she appeared and I was crushed. She was always underneath. I carried it with me at all times but didn't often bring it out. I didn't want to bring it out either, so I kept hiding it. Candles are burning in the East Plains, and sincerity and tranquility are scorching and red-hot. Use the tears in the palm of your hand to repay the vacancy I want the largest river, sea and ocean to be as blue as a dream and take me back to my lover. Intention: Persist in growing in both directions, never give up, and fear the pain of time, distance, and growth