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... t this cave was not very dark since there was some warm sunlight that came in from a hole in the cave's ceiling. Tang Li Xue exited the small cave, walked toward a small pond near the cave, and used its still surface as a mirror to see her reflection.

White furry body, furry paws, furry tail... Her body was so tiny, probably not even bigger than a palm. She looked really cute, far cuter than even a kitten. The most eye-catching feature was her topaz-like sparkling eyes, they were so beau ...

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