"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.

would then jump up in defiance, trying to reach Remington's chest,

a smile, 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 tiptoed and leaned in to kiss

that their height difference was just

moment before the shears in his hand dropped to

while his hand moved to caress the back of her neck passionately. He took the lead,

against the pillar as he led her. They didn't know how long they kissed. She gently pushed Remington away when she got

He pulled away slightly, chuckling,

reply, he lifted her up by her legs. She gasped,

her go, Lizetta's legs were wrapped around his waist, her body limp. Her cheeks were flushed,

"What does this mean?"

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

"Why the sudden

him down two hours ago. Puffing her cheeks, she

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