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... is, garbage, was swept out and piled up in the open space on the right.
The sun was shining, and the ground in front of the door was a bright gray and yellow, and not even a root of grass could be seen.
You can still find some weeds in the cracks of the floor tiles in other places, but the master is here
Zhang Rongfang was speechless, he didn't even have to think about it, he knew that it must be the obsessive-compulsive disorder of the master, who called someone to p ...
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