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... have banged him first.
Zhou Ling was still facing Liao Ning in his white tiger form.
Although he felt a little happy when he saw the woman’s flushed face, he quickly realized that something was wrong.
“Can I touch your fur again?” Liao Ning’s eyes lit up as she looked at him.
She wasn’t intimidated by him at all.
Zhou Ling didn’t agree or refuse.
Liao Ning thought that he had tacitly agreed, so she stroked his back.
This time, she moved carefully ...
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