Chapter 1943

“I recall one New Year’s Eve when I woke up, and Peter brought some pumpkin pies.

I had a strong craving for them.

“Did you manage to have some?”

Mark chuckled.

“Yes.

Just one bite.

said that, Mark abruptly switched off the

slid under her blanket and gently lifted

swiftly grasped at the

out of the covers, her

room was

beside her, his fingers delicately tracing

him as

laced with an indescribable romance,

no Longer endure his

choosing

flirtatious nature

the darkness, Mark gazed at her slender shoulder and wore

gradually and tenderly said in a low voice, “Throughout those years,

cheeks felt like burning

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