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... ding to die". He was very deep-eyed. Isn't this little fox uncomfortable? Will it be like this?
Feng Lingran grabbed the quilt and saw a small fox lying on the bed. He squinted a little. The four foxes of the little fox held a few fluffy big tails and were quilted. They were not nervous. Fear, the curled body, but has a illusion of melancholy.
"It turned out to be a fox again."
Feng Ling smiled and his fears were swept away.
His fingers flicked, lit the candlelight, a ...
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