Ask for a Monthly Pass, Throw Down the Pro!

Woke up at six o'clock today to code.

Because yesterday I dreamed that the monthly pass was overtaken, but it seems that there is such a danger.

There is no manuscript for the Buddha, and writing 11,000 words today is the limit. Inspiration cannot be forced to be squeezed. If you squeeze too much, you will be brains. . . Oops! ...

Three shifts, 11,000 words.

The Buddha asked everyone to vote for the monthly ticket, if you like this book.

Today's chapter is still very satisfactory.

Especially the 5,000-word chapter. After writing it, my whole body felt loose, and I felt like I had written the Princess Anna I wanted to write.

It seems that someone made a bet with the plot of that chapter, and the bet was his own little JJ. Sure enough, he wouldn't die if he didn't die.

Remember to call me live! ...

Abyss Master has more than 2,800 24-hour subscriptions.

If the monthly ticket is also counted like this, there must be many people who have forgotten to vote. Please extend your paws to cast the monthly ticket.

The pagoda will be on the third watch tomorrow.

It may be that after writing the climax, I was a little out of breath, and my head was empty. I wanted to say something to make you happy, and I lost my mind.

at last.

According to Bamao's request, the leader who appeared during the New Year's Day is to add two chapters, and the leader is to add one chapter. During the New Year's Day, the Buddha must not be lazy, masturbate, or play with girls, and strive for more outbreaks and more.

Ask for a monthly ticket! ! !

Rolling all over the place asking for a monthly pass! ! !

Those who do not give monthly tickets will let the copper plate fall to the ground! ...I still don't give money after kissing! ... It doesn't count if you don't give money, the point is to make your face drool! ! ! ...

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- A bit of a neurotic buddha now. (To be continued ~^~)