Ding Yiyi stood at the door for a moment, desperately suppressed the desire to vomit, knee forward, climbed in from the low stairs, and smiled at the woman.

The woman moved, and her tiny body crawled past Ding Yiyi. She smelled so strong that she closed the door and blocked the sunshine outside.

There's much more space than you think, but there's nothing inside, just a pile of rags in the left corner and a plant with long leaves.

The black woman looked away as if she was afraid of blocking her sight. She looked cautious and cautious. She was a little curious when she saw the clothes Ding Yiyi...