I really like this house, but when I want to complain about my second stay, the aunty knocked on the door before the check-out time and asked if I wanted to continue. I was so scared when I was sleeping, I could call next time. Yeah, I thought a robber broke the door. Although I didn’t hear that my alarm clock had gone to sleep a little bit, but it’s not time yet. It felt like we were dragging away and didn’t give money. In the end, it seemed to be driven away by a roll, which was a bit disappointing.
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