No Strings Attached

With a sigh, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and tapped on a video.

Clara's eyes widened in disbelief as the screen came to life. There on the video were her and lan.

lan was carrying her into the bedroom, tiptoeing to lay her gently on the bed, tucking her in snugly. Just as he was about to stand up and leave, a pair of soft, delicate hands clutched his neck.

Her lips, warm and slightly damp, grazed his chest inadvertently a few times as she let out a raspy, shallow breath. "Don't go."

lan looked down at her with eyes brimming with tender emotions. It seemed as if he struggled for a few seconds, but then his large hand gently caressed her head. "Alright, I won't leave. Just sleep tight."

Clara seemed content after this. She smiled slightly, and finally nestled into a comfortable position, falling asleep in lan's arms.

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in frustration, tangling her words, "I just mistook you for Snow. If I knew it was you, I'd have

her burning earlobe. His voice dripped with indulgence. "If being held by you every

stark contrast to the domineering and assertive lan she knew from before. It left

dog, dashed into the room, leaping into Clara's lap with a playful whine. Clara's cool demeanor melted away at the sight of Snow. Her face instantly softened. She stroked Snow's silky coat. Her voice was light. "Someone's trying

looked reproachfully at lan,

and scolded with a laugh, "You're just like your

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without a second thought, "No,