The master came at two o'clock in the afternoon to install the cabinets at home, and it has not been installed yet......

My mind was filled with the sound of machines cutting quartz stones, and I felt that my brain was like the brain flower I ate at a hot pot restaurant at noon.

Dance in the hot pot!

Roll around in red oil!

I tremble at the tip of chopsticks duangduang!

Burst juice in your mouth!

I'll look at the time when the master is ready, and the time should be enough for a chapter, but it's better not to wait today, because even if it's more certain, it's in the middle of the night.

Finally, I really can't bear to see you stay up all night hurting your body, dads!

ps: Thank you for your monthly prostitution!

ps ps: The brain flower at noon is really fragrant.

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