"Ohh Ohh ohh!..."

Dim candlelight swayed in the black tent. And the crying of the woman gradually became smaller along with the burning candle. She has been crying for too long, and her tears are like dry springs, which will finally stop flowing.

"Okay. Miawa, don't cry! Since you want to see me, you can't keep crying, right?"

Shulot stood quietly in the tent and spoke in a deep voice. he is fully dressed

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