Today's storm, thunder, lightning, drowsiness and bed monsters are trying to take advantage of the opportunity to rob and forcibly occupy your baby, what and that, this baby swears to the death, and after three hundred rounds of fighting, exhausted, confused, and powerless......

Well, I'm just taking a leave of absence, and my brain is a mess...

"I'm such a delicate flower" cough. I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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