"Yes!" Osmanthus secretly screamed badly, this fart was actually slapped on the horse's hooves.

Hurriedly took out the purse that had been collected, and Osmanthus walked in with her head bowed respectfully.

There was a sound of fabric rubbing in my ears, and then I saw a pair of white socks...

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