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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