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On the third day, when he passed by the Western restaurant, he was suddenly inspired. This is the only Western restaurant in the small county. Business is good. He had eaten there several times with his father and especially liked the milk tea and fried chicken legs there. Later, my father said that milk tea had no nutrition and even contained melamine, so he didn't go there much. He thought that maybe Zhao Longhui's Tibetan Mastiff also liked fried chicken legs, because Zhao Longhui also liked it. He bought a chicken leg and wrapped the disguised chicken leg in a paper bag. His thighs trembled nervously. So fragrant. He was afraid that he would accidentally stuff it into his mouth. Zhao Longhui's Tibetan Mastiff expressed some interest in fried chicken legs. It sniffed with its nose, but immediately raised its head consciously. It's like a child in kindergarten suddenly remembers what adults said not to accept gifts from others casually.
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