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At this time, a sound of footsteps sounded, drifting with the wind, tapping the eardrums, so comfortable. www.biquge.info With this footstep, the voice of a person speaking also floated over, soft and beautiful. Liu came over, talking to the ghost Dan as he went, and when he came to the door of Sasa's house, he stopped leaving, stood under a big willow tree, and glanced at Sasa a little angrily.

She wanted to say a word or something to Sasa, but not only did she not say anything, but she got a blank look, and walked away without saying anything, and stood in front of the door of the big house, and talked with the people. She spoke in such a charming voice that when people listened to it, they couldn't help but seem to stop talking all of a sudden, and stood there one by one in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Ghost Dan also walked away at this time, and sang incessantly as he walked, very happy that he could avenge himself.

It was too cold, and soon heavy snow fell from the sky and sprinkled it on the stone village, bringing trees, stones, and small rivers ...... It's all white.

Saza went into his dilapidated house, made a large stove, sat on a small bench by the hearth, and roasted freely. At this time, in the silence, listening to the beautiful explosion of the fire, even if you are not so rich, you are happy.

At this moment a gust of wind blew, and the broken wooden door was swept open, and a man came in with the wind, squeezing into it and talking loudly. This person is Liu. She went to the little fire, and when she saw that Sasa was alone in the room, she sat down, and looked at her ...... in the warm light of the fire Sasa was happy about this, but he did not dare to show it.

At this time, in that small room, there were only two of them, and a small insect stayed on the side and kept crying, as if chanting a little poem. However, at this time, by this small fire, there is no need for poetry, only warmth here.

Liu's feet were so wide that he could see the end of his pants, and his face was red with shame, but he couldn't see it in the faint firelight, and he finally covered it up. She smiled. Laughing and talking about something, the voice was so small that no one outside the door would hear it, and even if it did, it would only be thought that a small insect was screaming in the house.

She held a small iron cuff in her hand, and kept clamping it to Sasa, as if trying to clamp something, making a snapping sound. At this voice, Saza became happy, but he did not dare to show it, for fear that the god on the three-foot head would see something strange. However, after a while, he couldn't help it, and wanted to leave there, but he didn't really walk away, as if he didn't want to give up something.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the maid came in, and when he saw Liu, he kept talking to him. Liu was also quite enthusiastic about the nu, so he didn't use the iron tongs to clamp things there, but gave him a seat, and sat next to Sasa by the way, constantly pressing his buttocks.

When Saza saw this, he sat down and sat down in another place, and in the smoke of the sky, he did not know what to do.

At this time, it was snowing heavily outside the door, and the snow hit the house, almost breaking the tiles, and the rustling sound also flowed down from the broken tiles, far away, and I don't know where he died.

People also came and sat by the fire, and in the warm light of the fire, they kept talking.

But Saza didn't say anything, and the sound of snow outside the door kept coming.

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