The host of the Quick Penetration has been counterattacked.
While others were leading the system to the peak of their lives, Sian had been targeted…and had been targeted.
[Host, you were the one who defeated him…]
"Ah?" But he has already discovered that I have a system…"
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Sui An relied on the fact that her sister was the best in the Space and Time Bureau and never went on missions until she was forced into a novice system…
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She only had two hobbies in her life.
Carrot and Little Brother,
There was no carrot that could escape Gu Suian's mouth.
But there was a little brother who escaped.
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The system indicated that he wasn't a target. The host wiped his saliva.
Looking at the host who had been conquered, the system only wanted to cover its face.
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Later, Gu Chaoyan's clothes were half-opened as he said,"Royal Sister, in my eyes, the mountains, rivers, rivers, and the sky are all you."
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"Who are you looking at through me…"
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The Demonic Monarch gripped the sword in his hand tightly."Blood Robes has killed in all directions. I'm not willing to become an immortal just to wait for your return in this mortal world."
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The wind blows from the south
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An anonymous author reveals a lifetime of secrets in this unforgettable memoir as she tells the story of her relationship with her father, who raped her over the course of her childhood, until the author was 21. The result is one of the most frank and cathartic depictions of child abuse ever written. The author recalls abusing her Barbie dolls, her sense of being the “other woman” to her own mother, and the mingling of violence with desire, a tendency so crucial to the author’s development that it continues to govern her ***** relationships. This is not a story of things getting better, but an unflinching and staggeringly artful portrait of a shattered life. she writes, and the feeling is underscored, pages later, with a fact: “He threatened to kill himself if I told anyone.” Works of art by Fernando Botero and Frida Kahlo are invoked throughout, as are the fairy tales in which the author searches for analogues to explain her condition. But by the end of the book, she has articulated an experience that for many victims remains unspeakable.