After only ten minutes or so, the black jacket gently pulled the red rope.

I didn't expect that grasshopper to be alive and alive.

The black jacket took out a lot of things, and then hung them on his body in order.

I looked at the glutinous rice on the black jacket and couldn't help but laugh lightly.

"Do you really want to go down?"

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