God knows how much I want to move you!
March is over, and the third place in the monthly ticket list was overturned in the last six hours, what a tragedy!
But there's nothing about it, the spy book is really good, I'm also chasing it, and I recommend it to everyone.
This month, I updated 495,000 words, which should be another staggering number.
I don't know how many times I told myself, take a break, stop fighting!
But every time I couldn't convince myself, after being extremely tired, I slept for a few hours, and then gritted my teeth and fought hard.
Because it's really unwilling, I want to go up a step with all my might.
My book does not have the support of local tyrants, so I can only rely on the votes of book friends to raise it one by one.
I can only exchange desperate updates for a monthly pass, in exchange for your support.
God knows how much I want to move you!
But the 16,000-word update every day seems to have hollowed me out, and I can't even say touching words when I ask for votes.
A thousand words turn into one sentence.
I implore my brothers to support me and vote for me for the monthly pass!
Pastries kowtow to my parents!
Thank you for existing.
I can't wait to remember the names of each and every one of you.
I beg for a commuter pass!
Bow and thank you!
Thanksgiving!
"The Strongest Son-in-law in History" God knows, how much I want to move you! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,
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