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... strain it. If you fork on someone's shoulder, you will have a small waist.

Only the front paws were slightly shorter, and after resting on the small waist, the body became a ball.

The little body shook left and right on Chen Cheng's shoulder, and couldn't help but be excited.

Therefore, Gatlin, howitzer or something, one day sooner or later he can still resist! Maybe one day I can fly. Hold the claws.

Chen Chengyi squinted slightly, his eyes glanced at the soft scorpi ...

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