"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.

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

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

that their height difference was just

before the shears in his hand dropped

his arms, pressing her soft, fragrant body close to his chest, while his hand moved to caress the back of her neck passionately. He took the lead,

led her. They didn't know how long they kissed. She gently pushed Remington away when she

Remington wasn't satisfied yet. He pulled

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

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes soft and glistening, and her lips, which had been gently

"What does this mean?"

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

the sudden change

she had just turned him down two hours ago.

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