I quickly stretched out my hand to cover his mouth, for otherwise, he would have sung a new song before I said hurry up.
"I know, I caught it, but don't sing any more, or I will really come back, and Boothgow won't wait any longer."
There was a smile in his eyes, which seemed to amuse me, but he nodded. When I let go of his hand, he said his face was very happy.
"It has been done since the beginning."
Hold my cheek tightly with your hand, no matter how wrinkled I am.
Adonis is the real Joka nemesis.
Can you say something? It's like coloring a buffalo. It's of no use at all.
When I sat him on his cheek and made his face, it suddenly felt as if something was stuck in his ear, and my eyes reflected vaguely in the mirror. I suddenly found that the feeling just now was because Yingde put
