Love is the judge, and you gave me my final verdict...
So this story is about a fake scumbag top who never quite becomes a true scumbag, and a weak bottom who never quite gets weak enough.
A short little story with no beginning or end. If you like it, leave me a couple of words to make me happy. If you don't, throw me a brick so I can reflect on it~~
Hiding my face, blushing... Honestly, I really don't know why the bonus chapters ended up longer than the main story...
This is a birthday story. Happy birthday, Lao Qian! May you grow younger with every passing year. Twenty this year, twelve next year!
Throw flowers! Happy holidays!
~~Mrs. Water Heater~, I am a bs girl. Ahem, the article is very good, keep up the good work~ Also: the long review is out, remember to pick it up. (←In fact, you can also refuse to receive it...)
Don't ask me why the extras are longer than the main text… It's okay, I've done this a lot. The main text is about 2,000 words, and the extras are more than 5,000 words. Having said that, I do like Xiaoshou when he looks like a kitten, but I just prefer the little wild cat.
Merry Christmas-333333333333333333333-
=. = I originally thought Ding Jian was the attacker. . . . . . . Keep waiting for the extra episode.
Thank you, dear little gangster~ How about death, but Su, I am attacking with force... Bu Su is attacking with scum... MUA, but anyway, thank you! What a death Flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers