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... fur, which remained smooth. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
His Little Fox had gradually become stiff.
She would never again nuzzle his face with her fluffy tail, speak to him in her coquette manner with her silly words, nor would she follow him around, helpless and resentful, where all he had to do was look back to see her pointed snout.
She always complained, "Wuzhiqi, you never have me in your heart. You never look back at me. Following you around is utterly exhausting. ...
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