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... rom time to time.

The claws of a tiger are wider and fleshier than those of a cat. After licking it, she raised her front paws and asked Jun Yao to touch her paws. Jun Yao held her paws in her hands, the soft pads and soft fur were very comfortable to the touch.

Fortunately, although he was not enlightened, A Yuan's body was not damaged. Jun Yao is very happy.

Jun Yao was still holding her, and after half an hour, the little tiger was really asleep, and she was pla ...

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