Seaweed said to the boss: you give me 3680 a month, and naturally I only do 3680. You obviously wrote a copy when you confessed. Does the copy include the exchange of feelings? Does the copywriting include sneaking into Chen Cang? Besides writing, I also work as a messenger to accompany me to eat, sing and dance. I just want to sleep with others.
Seaweed said to Beckham: Your name is Bailey, your son is beckenbauer, and your grandson is Beckham. I am a big tree with many branches, and each branch is covered with fruits. They call me grandma and old lady, and you are the root I stepped on. The older you get, the deeper you tie you up.