The legs are getting weaker and weaker.
The smell was so overbearing that it directly impacted his mind, making him blush and gasp.
As he walked, Dexter He fell down softly, his palm-sized cheeks sinking into the dark red shag carpet, adding a touch of beauty to his pale cheeks. He is so fragile, like a crane with broken wings, his thin body trembling slightly, and like a little kitten wet by rain, looking at you aggrievedly with moist eyes, that look Very pitiful.
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