In this dark night and full of gunfire, a man who was about to enter middle age got up from the bed, turned on the computer, and the faint light from the screen illuminated his slightly tired and handsome profile.

Alas~

A helpless sigh sounded.

He typed these few lines tiredly~

Brotherhood, we are going to dove tonight...

Make up tomorrow!

I wish everyone good pregnancy again and again~ I love you, happy Qixi Festival!

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