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... ired boy Shan Jiu. At this time, he grinned, and crystal saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth.
In the crevices of the eyes, the miserable green light overflowed, reflecting the meditation room like a haunted house.
Then, under his emerald green robe, there was a sudden "rustling" movement, and fresh, snow-white tender whiskers emitting the scent of soil and grass wriggled and gushed out. They were densely packed and released, making Tao Qian envious of strong vitality.
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