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You want to do this to me?

Xiao Diao moved in Qing Rong's embrace, raising her forelimbs to lightly place her pink pads on Qing Rong's chest.

Qing Rong could feel it, but he tolerated all of its actions. He even gently held onto Xiao Diao's lower limbs, afraid that its body would slide down.

The driver seriously drove, out of respect for the royal family