C299 In a coffin

I thought skeptically, "Isn't it a bit late to let me hide now?" Just now, when we were in the living room messing around, Mr. Zhao shouted once again before he left, even the deaf could hear us. "

I looked around the living room. There were only sofas and chairs, and no cabinets for hiding. I asked the Mr. Zhao, "Where am I hiding?"

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