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幽默是化解杀意的良药（第1页）

“No

one

gave

birth

to

me.No，

I

came

from

a

tree.”

猛地从没反应过来的塔克里引路者手里抽出双手，脑袋嗡嗡作响的宋律高举双臂在空中转着花手，“No

one

gave

birth

to

me.I'm

a

five-year-old

swede

hoho~”

“Sure，

I

got

a

bu-u-utt~But

I'm

still

a

nu-u-ut~”

抢在瓦卡阿德再次握住自己落下的手之前，紧张得大脑绷断弦的宋律直接一个180°跳转，双手叉腰扭腰跳着过于夸张搞笑的舞步，试图用先一步塑造出滑稽搞笑的形象的方式缓解接下来会铺天盖地朝她袭来的嘲笑，“No

one

gave

birth

to

me~I'm