I hate the noise of the decoration...
The upstairs began to ring at eight o'clock in the morning, and the noisy old man couldn't even sleep, and he couldn't write words.
When Lao Di went out to pay electricity bills and Internet bills yesterday, there was no noise all day, but early this morning stirred up people's dreams.
The old man looks up to the sky and screams!
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...... (To be continued......)