In the backyard of An's house, in addition to the various flowers and trees that were planted by people who paid a lot of money, there were two dogs locked in a red house made of wood and looked very similar to the garden.

An Jing's hair was still dripping, and as soon as he opened the back door, he felt like the top of his head was frozen, and it was cold and smoking.

He "touched" the door in front of him, sneezed loudly, and hesitated whether it was better to rush out directly, or go back to the room and wrap himself in a down jacket......

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