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"No, no, no, you're the beauty here. I'll stand still; you come and hit me."
Prince Fengbao shook his head and waved his hands again.
"Then I'll have to offend you." Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai stepped forward toward Prince Fengbao.
As she walked, she reached into her chest and pulled out a pair of gloves from her space.
Of course, these were not items from a future era but something she had made from special fabric for moments just like this, and now they came in handy.
She was a married woman now, and at this moment, she did not take the customary caution between men and women too seriously, but wearing gloves seemed more appropriate when about to engage with another man in front of so many people.
Plus, she had a bit of a cleanliness fetish and preferred not to touch other men.
Reaching Prince Fengbao, she smiled gracefully and raised her hand to grasp his shoulder.
