"Hurry up, Remi!"

Lizetta, seeing Remington fiddling with the shears and standing still, leaned in and tugged at his hand.

"Stand still," Remington moved closer and looked down at her.

Obediently, Lizetta stood straight against the pillar while Remington measured her height with his hand, raising an eyebrow.

"That should do it."

Lizetta stepped away, and only then did Remington press the scissors firmly against the spot he had marked, engraving a horizontal line.

"Little Munchkin has grown taller. Keep it up," he would always say that.

defiance, trying to reach Remington's chest, shoulders, and chin, getting

and said, "I'm 22 now, not growing any taller. But I think this height is just perfect." Lizetta stepped on Remington's feet, pulled his neck closer with her arms, and as he bent down slightly, she

showed him that their height difference was just right for

paused for a moment before the shears in his hand

his arms, pressing her soft, fragrant body close to his chest, while his hand

he led her. They didn't know how long

satisfied yet. He pulled away slightly, chuckling,

still panting, could reply, he lifted her up by her legs. She gasped, and he

flushed, her

"What does this mean?"

filled with restrained emotion as he looked at her. Blushing, Lizetta met his gaze and said, "Remi, let's throw a wedding

squinted, "Why the sudden

she had just turned him down two hours ago. Puffing her cheeks, she replied, embarrassed,

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