My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

After taking a few bites of the fruit, he looked up at me, slightly confused. "What's wrong?"

I shook my head and looked away. I grabbed another fruit. I couldn't just take back the fruit, can I?

Of course, he did not let it go. He raised his eyebrows and asked as if he had just realized, "Did you eat this fruit?"

"Ahem, ahem..." I coughed, choking on my words. Other people would think I was a lunatic.

There was a glass of water on the table. I grabbed it and drank.

He looked at me, eyes dark, and asked, "What's wrong?"

I was not in a good mood and was feeling somewhat depressed. Without holding back my anger, I said directly, "Nothing!"

I seriously suspected that this man had done it on purpose. He pretended not to know what was going on, but in fact, he intentionally did that on purpose!

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a deep breath and tried to calm down. I turned my attention to the couple

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person in nature. The colder someone was, the more he or she actually desired

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his eyebrows and nodded at the couple. "Both of them work well together like they already know each other's actions well.

short-circuited. Gulping, I avoided

his lips.

Fine. I would be more irritated if he

in the kitchen, I could feel Hendrix's stare burning into me. The atmosphere between us was increasingly awkward, so I got up and went to the kitchen. I asked the busy duo, "Guys, is there anything I can do for

smile, "I have told you that you are a patient today. You just need to

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