Early in the morning, the sun is shining. On the branches outside the window, several happy birds are chasing each other and playing on the branches, and the melodious sound forms a unique scenery in the clear morning. Masara slowly opened his eyes and looked at the curled up in his arms

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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