Holy Feather City, in a restaurant.

Wang Haotian stood by the window, looking at the deserted street.

For some reason, the wind howled in the city tonight, and the sky was gloomy.

It feels like a big, big storm is coming.

He took a sip of hot tea.

A warm feeling flowed into my stomach.

Ta Ling took two sips and complained: ......

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