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Where's your tutorial? Where is your stretcher? Where are your promises? Haha丨灬vocational boy
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Ah ah, yes, take out the tutorial!
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Don't worry, it's in the process of being made.
Watching the girl in my arms drifting into a deep sleep, I gently lifted the blanket and dressed her. The girl still had a happy and content smile on her face. I let out a soft sigh and turned to leave.
"Hero, what is your honorable surname?" a gentle voice asked from behind me. Ah, I had startled her after all. I saw the beauty's body slanted, her snow-white arm weakly supporting her delicate frame, her eyes glistening with tears, looking at me full of longing. I straightened the red scarf on my body, recalling Chairman Mao's teachings to us: to bring happiness to the masses, not to consider personal fame or profit, and to always put the people's interests first. My body trembled as I said, 'Lei Feng.'
The girl leapt up, completely ignoring her shy and weak body, crazily throwing herself at me, hugging my thigh, looking at me expectantly, and asking, 'When can we meet again?' I sighed deeply, looking at the sky at a 45-degree compassionate angle, feeling a wave of melancholy in my heart, and thought, 'When the original poster posts such ridiculous threads again!'
"Hero, what is your honorable surname?" a gentle voice asked from behind me. Ah, I had startled her after all. I saw the beauty's body slanted, her snow-white arm weakly supporting her delicate frame, her eyes glistening with tears, looking at me full of longing. I straightened the red scarf on my body, recalling Chairman Mao's teachings to us: to bring happiness to the masses, not to consider personal fame or profit, and to always put the people's interests first. My body trembled as I said, 'Lei Feng.'
The girl leapt up, completely ignoring her shy and weak body, crazily throwing herself at me, hugging my thigh, looking at me expectantly, and asking, 'When can we meet again?' I sighed deeply, looking at the sky at a 45-degree compassionate angle, feeling a wave of melancholy in my heart, and thought, 'When the original poster posts such ridiculous threads again!'
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