I don't understand Wang Youcai, and Wang Youcai doesn't understand me either.

But it doesn't matter, the house is so big, I put the little black cat in the kitchen on the first floor for the time being.

It's self-cooked, and as soon as you let go, it's gone.

It's the hour of the day, and I urgently need to get some sleep to replenish my energy, and then spend the day and wake up to the night—a good time to worship the evil spirits.

Coming out of the kitchen, I saw Wang Youcai standing in the middle of the living room at a loss.

"Well, your house hasn't been renovated yet... Why don't you live there, you don't even have a sofa. ”

I raised my hand and pointed, "The bedroom is upstairs." ”

Immediately after, we went upstairs.

Wang Youcai is still the watch

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