Yesterday, my friend's new house was fired, drank too much, and wrote on his computer at a friend's house, familiar with Tutu, originally I was best at melee hand-to-hand combat, but I didn't expect to drink too much thinking logic dull, and I couldn't think of a fighting picture in my mind, so I wrote very slowly, I woke up at noon today, and was pulled to drink a meal, and I woke up in the evening, and my brain still hurts when I go home.

Cheekily begging for the monthly pass at the beginning of the month, QAQ!

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