飞飞加拿大预测28在线预测

简介：It was getting brighter. In front of the thatched cottage on the hillside, the middle-aged man in plain robes simply washed up in the morning. He stood in front of the slope and looked around. Then he rolled up his sleeves, picked up some dry firewood, lit a fire, set up the iron kettle, and grunted. Gulu's started to burn, and he moved the small table out of the thatched cottage, took out the tea set, and washed it in the stream water.