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"Chris, please close the door~" Vivian poked the orange flesh ball next to her with her cute fingertips. "Fuck, why me again?! How can you be satisfied with the life of a tool cat? It's cold and shivering. When will the cat stand up?" So under the pitiful eyes of the little girl, our King of the Black Abyss, Light of the Apocalypse, Nolan's Savior, Ten Thousand Years of Zombie Face Lolicon (Fog): Mo could only stand up slowly and walk towards the door...
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