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... n so tired today. At this time, Tutugo had already got into his quilt, facing the campfire, muttering something in his mouth. What's funny is that Tutugo's mouth is still stained with black ash.
Irina also got into her own quilt. The night in the wild was empty and silent. Occasionally, the shrill chirping of nocturnal birds sounded from the woods in the south. Whenever she heard these birds singing, Irina was so scared that she retracted her head into the quilt and prayed to the **** of ...
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