In the dark of the night.

In the apartment belonging to Wang Luzhi, a table lamp was lit.

The lamp shone directly at the weak white dove, and from its pigeon face it could be seen that it would rather die than give in, "Come on! Don't pity me just because Uncle Ben is a handsome bird! ”

"It has to be like this?"

Wang Luzhi's voice was reluctant.

The white pigeon sneered, "Hurry up, grind and chirp!" ”

Wang Luzhi frowned, picked up the short knife in his hand, the blade

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