Lam Nguyet was thinking about the future life, constantly picking fruit, absorbed in thought of trance, suddenly knocked on by a wooden spear. Lam Nguyet turned his head to see three ancient people standing around in front of her, the tallest name in that group talking to her, in the middle was a series of words she could not understand, Lam Nguyet leaning on guess. Moo point definition mug. He was asking who she was, and the shorter one turned over the clothes she had just washed hanging from the tree with his hand, then scratched his head, roughly not sure what this was.
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