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... r. Gray Wolf’s cheeks slowly gaining color, she thought of how that wolf cub had been nibbling the snow.
Ruan Qiuqiu quietly glanced at Mr. Gray Wolf’s emaciated belly, then she touched her own emaciated belly. She silently sighed.
If it wasn’t out of hunger, would this formerly dignified wolf demon be willing to change into his weakest form and nibble on snow?
He was worse off than her. At the very least, she had food and a ...
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