The little gray wolf seemed to know that Fu Zhaozhao would not go with them, so he hurriedly ran out of his clothes and barked at her, as if to bring it with him.

Fu Zhaozhao was silent for a moment, looked at Gong Ya, and spit out two words: "Take it away." ”

Gongya: "I can't take it." ”

His face was astringent, and the little gray wolf was biting Fu Zhaozhao's trouser leg, where could he take it away, even if he barely took it away, he turned around and secretly ran back by himself.

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