: Crossing she just wants to be salty

Go to the end of life, instantly cast a tire again, can't I float for a few years? What kind of world is this? Obviously, there are only mud shares in the village, but you can tell me what I gave birth to? Hate, hate, hate? Is it dark to cut uncle with high cold and overbearing? Dabai steamed stuffed bun mother is a ghost emperor? I feed my big brother with a mouthful of goat's milk and a mouthful of rice paste. Is my brother repaired? When did my little brother come? Is this world fantasy? But what kind of things are there? I lie flat, just make a salty, thunder move, I bite, whoops ~