I'm Not His Little Sister...

It was obvious that Sheep had stabbed at this gold-chained delinquent's sore spot.

He fell to his knees and swore at the heavens…

I once had a lolita, but I didn't cherish her. When I lost her, it was too late for regrets. There is no worst pain in the world than this. If God could give me another chance, he would say: Never… ever… play around with a lolita!

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The reason why Sheep had chosen to meet Wang Ling in the alley was because Wang Ling liked to keep a low profile.

However, when he brought her out, they still attracted a lot of attention. Her pink hair buns and her little gray jacket contrasted sharply and were really too eye-catching.

She followed behind Wang Ling obediently at a distance of around one zhang.