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... f the farmer's departure.
The sun still rose.
Birds routinely wheeze.
The fish in the river finally freed themselves and danced happily.
The melting ice and snow turns into a trickling stream, sneaking into the ditch with the wind, moistening things silently.
After eight o'clock.
Luis looked shy, covered his cool buttocks, and quietly came to the farm that used to be Yilin.
"Hey, ardent farmer Irin yo~ I have a personal commissio ...
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