off my dusty clothes and lean down…I raised my hand to shield my tear-filled eyes, I didn't want to see him.Whatever, offerings or props are fine.I hope that after tonight, we can go our separate ways...le devils who were swallowed, tears welled up in my eyes again."Snort," said Mo'er, scoffing. "Crying again I don't get it, what's there to cry about... I'm stronger than you, just obey me obedientl...
Live for money, die for it