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Mildew Strategy System Mold God System: Master, come on, come on, melt him with your love! Shang Jinxing:... I want to refuse. Mold God System: No way! ~(￣▽￣~)~Shang Jinxing: Haha. (●—●) An Zhiju: Come here. Shang Jinxing: Okay! (?°3°?) All in all, this is the love story of two unlucky guys who were turned into a gay boy by a cheating system! Lightning protection: 1. The author is a trap. Be careful before entering the trap! 2. A big brain that cannot withstand scrutiny! 3. Have a deputy CP 4. There may be small buns, 40Favorites416Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Galaxy Notepad The God of the Universe had a whim one day and did an interesting experiment. It was decided to send the most distinctive stars that gave birth to spiritual consciousness to the earth to experience biological life with flesh and blood. Therefore, a group of selected stars were forced to satisfy the evil taste of the universe god and traveled to different worlds, landing in various places in the universe in different dimensions and different time and space. (But this is not an ordinary earth. T 3Favorites238Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Go Against the Grain In the silent and solemn dark night, at the bottom of the Bone Mulberry Land, a pale hand stretched out from the cracked earth, followed by a long roar, like singing and crying. The color of the sky and the earth changes, and the rain pours down, as if to announce that after thousands of years of sleep, it will come to the world again, and reincarnation will begin from this moment. —Favorites94Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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So Please Don't Talk This is a world you don't know, so please don't talk. . . —Favorites295Clicks/ch—Nutrition
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Green Youth Swinging on the swing, lost Whose time has passed. In a Western-style castle, The prince has his hands all over the world for her, It is a myth that has been gathering dust at the bottom of the box for many years. The night is still young, the paper is yellowing, In the youth folded into poetry, The lonely swing in her hand. Swaying, Dancing with the wind, Which year's empty cares have been commemorated... ——"Paper Swing" This article about our post-graduation experiences of those born in the —Favorites75Clicks/ch—Nutrition