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After a few birthdays, Chu Ji had known Jing Che for many years, and they had never been apart. He was only born one day earlier than her, but he deceived her into calling him brother for many years. Later, Chu Ji learned that there was a more appropriate term called childhood sweetheart.
That day, the afternoon sun was slightly warm and the breeze was blowing the white window screen. Chu Ji was drowsy in the room. When Jing Che opened the door and came in, she became playful and wanted to scare him by suddenly opening her eyes when he got close, so she pretended to be asleep.
She didn't expect that he would lean down and kiss her, kissing her forehead, nose tip, eyes, and cheeks little by little. Her heart was beating fast, but he didn't kiss the most important place for a long time.
How could there be such a stupid person?
She cursed in her heart, forgetting to even open her eyes to scare him, her lip line slightly drooped to reveal her loss, but he suddenly came close to her ear, breathing hot, and the original clear voice was low and seductive:
"I bought your favorite Zhizhi berry. Should you drink it first, or should I kiss you first?"
＊Childhood sweetheart/1v1/he
＊Relaxing little sweet article
*The independent game development boss and his childhood sweetheart
20230103 stay
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"Butterfly to Me":
[White cut black x small butterfly]
His love is sick, despicable, and invisible. He can only wear a mask of gentleness and carefully lower his gaze, lest he disturb the butterflies in his heart.
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Seventeen-year-old Shi Qi has clean and deep black pupils, long eyelashes that are quiet and slightly set, like mist and clear frost, and he always looks humble and gentle in front of others.
He is a genius boy in the eyes of teachers and the object of admiration in girls' hearts.
Even her strict father always praised him.
Only Mingdie knew that this was not the whole real him, because she had smelled the faint scent of tobacco on his fingertips from a very close distance that night when she was sleeping, and——
Hot, wet breath.
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Later, he spent seven long years weaving a net, just waiting for the butterfly he was frightened to land.
Mission: Strive to create a better life.
