The dishes are all made of grievances, and I can absorb them directly, and soon these dishes will all bottom out.

Looking at the old lady's happy eyes, I felt a little unbearable in my heart, but I still opened the pyloric door.

"Auntie. It's time to hit the road. ”

The light of the pylorus flowed, but the old lady still sat in place, under the strong suction, not moving at all.

Well?

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