Apocalyptic Forecast

~: I sigh in the way of sending a book, and

After three months of tossing and tossing, Duoduo did not escape the knife after all. After undergoing the operation, she successfully took out a 'Golden Core' and lost her hope of becoming a demon in the future.

Even with people, I was exhausted to death.

Weak chickens are like me. I ran for a whole day in the scorching weather in Chengdu, and then trotted home from the garage with my dog ​​in my arms. I felt that my arms were crippled. Abba…

And that's not an excuse.

Because the real reason is Calvin...

It's still the same old problem - obviously it's in the front, and it's in the back, but I can't think of the middle part, and it doesn't feel appropriate to deal with it.

Allow me to think twice.

Also please forgive me.

Later, the limited edition photos of Duoduo in preparation for surgery will be presented.

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PS, the first ancient poetry recitation contest in the Paradise Prince Club was successfully held today.

Congratulations to the reader, Hong Mao, who won the championship in the 'intense' competition.

The title of this time is a poem with the word "sending". In order to stimulate everyone's enthusiasm for learning, I decided that the answer of the champion will be applied to the chapter title of the day.

Next time, this question will be asked. I ask the students in the group to work hard to learn classical culture and achieve better results!