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"…" Feng Rong slightly loosened her grip, but she still held on tightly.

Gu Huajing's lips curved up in a knowing smile. "Your Highness doesn't want to?" If Your Highness is unwilling, I will think of another way. "

"No, I'd love to."

When Feng Rong let go of her hand, Gu Huajing breathed a sigh of relief internally and pushed the sweet soup in front of Feng Rong.

"Then I'll go back first