Looking at the glass of wine that was as golden as the sun in front of her, Charles stretched out her white gloved cat's paws like peeled mangosteen. The fluffy and clean paws soaked into the wine glass, and the ice cubes touched made her paws tremble slightly. shake.
When the claws were withdrawn, the fluff between the claws had already absorbed the wine, and the white claws became moist and yellowish.
The wet paws curled up to his mouth, and Charles stretched out his pink tongue covered with tiny barbs, licking the cold wine between the paws.
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