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... early, there are still no people in front of the wooden stalls.
The morning sun broke through the clouds, projected down, shining in front of the stalls, and shrouded a soft glow on the stalls.
In the wooden stalls, there is a rise in hot air, and there is a drop of oil on it, giving a sizzling sound.
Small secluded holding a small fox, curious standing on the side of the wooden stand, looking at the steps.
Step by step, the sleeves of the cheongsam robe were rolled u ...
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