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The strength in Qiao Yanran's hand was just right. Li Jingan felt comfortable and let out a few grunts. Looking at this scene, the corners of her lips curled up, "Comfortable?"

She coaxed him on, like a little demon with horns on his head.

"Yes, yes."

Li Mian nodded obediently.

"That's good. I should collect the interest now."

Qiao Yanran lifted his chin and lightly bit his lips