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... if he was also photographed, he would be forcibly restored to his human form.

Although Wang Qianchen is the king of the white dog, if he is photographed, he will not be able to tell.

At a critical moment, Lao Man's tail blocked him for a moment, but he helped Wang Qianchen for a moment that seemed to be careless!

Wang Qianchen didn't believe it was a coincidence. First, there was no such a coincidence. Second, after Lao Man finished, he quietly winked at him, and his pride ...

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