115. Hand-rolled dough
Shennong Small Theater:
Shi Dangdang was worried to death~
These days, sighing, the wind rises on Mount Tai, and the thunder strikes on a sunny day,
Xiao Wu entered the Taishan Strange Stone Landscape Company with a broken stone,
Passing through a pile of large and small high and low stones, I saw Chairman Shi squatting on a piece of Taishan stone that was smooth and smooth like a tabletop, sighing.
Qi Shen Dantian --- "Alas~~~~~~~"
Xiao Wu hurriedly covered his head with his hand: "Shi Dong, you have mercy~"
Shi Dangdang glanced at Xiao Wu and said suspiciously, "From the West Heaven Buddhist Academy?" I didn't ask for a statue, did I? ”
Isn't it,......
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