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As a result, the moon is on the sky.
Founder got up, stretched a lazy waist, and laughed: "Comfortable! Sure enough, I feel refreshed!"
"Mum, mum ..."
"Uh, I'm hungry." Fang Zheng felt his belly, then frowned. "No, the poor monk didn't have a stomach, that's ... uh, what are you two doing?"
On the edge of the bed, the lone wolf sat there resentfully, holding his rice bowl in his mouth, and above his head, the squirrel sat sulking, holding his small bowl in his han ...
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