Three hundred and five days of floating life
I didn't eat a dumpling on the winter solstice, I didn't lick a mouthful of rice balls, and the Dora gift box of the fetal god crossed the Pacific Ocean for more than 1 month, and it has not yet arrived.
Every day I walk into the hall and look at the colorful Christmas gift boxes, there is no shadow of my big dola.
Tired and don't love...
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