It was in our youth. Adherence and excitement to the cute baby Punchra, enthusiastic. Now that we have grown up, we have learned to put up with the act of being patient. Ah, the pants of a girl ○ life is right now! Look, don't look at me. I was supposed to have lived in the conflict. My student...he shows me his pants in the invisible, innocent, devilish way of looking at my parents. i'm sorry about your parents... I'm a good-aged adult, but I can't resist the temptation of my cute child Punchra... i don't care if you're disqualified as an adult... please let me go...!
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