“Both,” he said.

Miranda capped her lipstick and handed him a tissue.

Paul was surprised. “Huh?”

“Wipe your mouth. You have some lipstick on your lips,”

Not only was it smudged, but the red color had also spread faintly over his lips.

“Really?” He looked at himself in the mirror.

Indeed, his lips looked a little red. He looked as though he had just eaten something spicy. Paul thought it was because of their passionate kiss, but it turned out there was actual lipstick coming off when he wiped his lips with a tissue

a loss for

said, “I threw away that candle holder.” Miranda nodded. “I know, Dr. Jefferson. You get 100 points

that Paul had a past, but that didn’t mean

perfect that

calling me Dr.

“What?”

just now.”

me Paul

you like it when I call

“Yes”

it was fine for him to make requests confidently and to express his thoughts

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