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... had turned into a human and couldn’t take the initiative to attract hatred, the same couldn’t be said for Song Qingyou’s dog.
Song Qingyou understood what he meant.
“Then I’ll get another cat. What do you think of Siamese cats?”
“You don’t have to do this,” Jiang Zhihan said.
He was obviously a cat, why would he raise another one?
Song Qingyou sighed.
“Compared to pets that can’t be casually stroked and can’t be held forever, it’s better to have a ...
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