In a daze, the feast seemed to return to that evening with the afterglow on the mountain. The pink little girl shook him down from the tree, with eyes full of grievance, and said to him: "Brother, I'm hungry."
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Damn it, you are so cruel, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by readers? ! !
Damn it, you are so cruel, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by readers? ! !