The moon and stars are scarce, the black magpie flies south, three turns around the tree, and the branches can be followed.

In the dark night, Porsche moved forward calmly, and the neon lights in the distance pierced through the car window and hit Gin's pale and cold face.

Immediately about to chase after me and persuade me to leave, Gin reminisced about the conversation with Belmode, and sneered: "Vodka, slow down, I want to make a call." ”

What's the connection between slowing down and calling?

Vodka looked confused and honestly slowed down

Chapter 14 of "The Fantasy Archetype of the Moon": Raising a Dog is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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