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... making a tiny noise.

The little snake swam all the way to a room and got in through the gap in the door.

In the room, there was a person lying on the floor, sleeping heavily.

The little snake swam past the other side and climbed up the bed along the bedpost.

There was also a man on the bed with his eyes closed and his chest undulating gently. The little snake crawled towards the head of the bed, raised the snake body, spit out the cold letter and licked the other pers ...

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