Ye Qingyu looked around vigilantly, and asked in a low voice, "Who!" ”。

In the thatched house, there was a soup pot on the futon, and the old woman holding the mud dumplings had a trace of unnaturalness on her face. Why didn't she suddenly resist the slip of the way? It's really Bigu...

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