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... oghouse, sticking out his tongue boredly, found the big brother in Shao Lin's hand, and immediately stared at the dog's eyes curiously.

   What kind of thing is this, I have never seen it before.

   "Wow, woof, woof!"

  Come here, let me see.

   Er Guai, who was sleeping, was woken up, and also barked.

   What's the matter, what happened?

  The barking of the dog woke up the big white geese who were napping in the small pond again, and they all opened th ...

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