The white tea was smoked ten times.

Sure enough, only the one that must be won was drawn.

A stinky sock.

F-rated props.

Bai Cha looked at the black white sock that had fallen to the ground.

She was silent for a moment and said, "Can I sell this item to you?" I can sell it for one point. ”

She really didn't want to stuff this kind of thing into her backpack, and she always felt that all the props in the whole backpack were contaminated

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