But the big guy doesn't have this consciousness at all.

He walked in the dark with me in his arms, and he didn't forget to comment on this incident.

"This time, the weak man played a good role, and you will be given a 50% discount on the cost."

Big guy!

Where is this playing the weak!

In front of a few of you, I'm a complete weakling, okay?

I still need to play a fart!

Moreover, you told me to do all this, why do you still charge me money?

I wanted to refute indignantly, but unfortunately I didn't have the strength.

After all, the big guy's fingers were stroking back and forth on my fragile wound, but whenever he was unhappy, I would burp when he pressed hard.

Lives matter. <

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