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This so called Little Rice was a baby white tiger sunbathing next to the doorway. Hearing the summon, he lazily looks up to send the boy a glance. “I’m a white tiger, would you please not take me as a kitty?”
Bai Xiachen immediately got unhappy. Stabbing his small little fist against his hip, he pulls down his face and said: “Now that’s your wrong Little Rice. As a kitty, you not only refuse to accept your identity, you can’t even say meow?”
If the little white tiger were ...
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