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... , let out an aggrieved “meow~” and actually lowered its head to lick a drop of blood.
That lick nearly drained Chen Ying’s own blood.
He reached out to pick up the little cutie, and it didn’t struggle at all, uncharacteristically tame for a Forest Cat.
The bustling crowd outside made the little cutie shrink back a bit, but being held tenderly in Chen Ying’s arms reassured it slightly.
“Brother Ying, did you… did you just go down the mountain to buy a cat? No, this ...
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