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... into the room.
"Let me go, the snow fell a little too hastily." Jian Heng looked at the light layer of snow outside the window, and opened his mouth involuntarily.
For Jian Heng, when he heard that it was snowing in Montana, it must be the kind of heavy snow. If it is less than ten centimeters, can it still be called snow?
Who knows that the light snow is falling now, and there is almost no difference if the root does not fall. It is just a thin layer on the grass. It ...
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