Doomsday with space to raise buns

Chapter 92 The claws are a little festered, and the typing speed is seriously slowed down. . .

The scorched paws were blown by the breeze outside today, and they seemed to be a little bit cold. . .The fingers of the right hand are more like red and swollen rotten radishes. I have only typed a few words today, and I can't send them.In order to compensate everyone, I will publish one chapter tomorrow morning and two chapters in the afternoon, and try to update as much as possible on Saturdays and Sundays. . . . . .The children's shoes who are still waiting are waiting, wash up and go to bed, go to bed early and get up early to be healthy. . . (I hope there are not many people who are still waiting... to your fingers... A certain fish head slipped away with the lid on its head, I will post it as soon as possible tomorrow morning, and I won't make you wait too long). . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　The recent updates are not very good, I feel very sorry for everyone who supported me, Xiaoyu apologizes to everyone here~~ I love you, you are the driving force for me to move forward, ╭(╯3╰)╮.

　　
　
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