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"Wow, what a beautiful flower, Anson, thank you."

Valeria looked at the flower in Anson's hand, happily took it, and lowered her head to sniff it. "What flower is this? It smells so good."

"It's lavender, and there's a unique flower language, which is..." Anson said excitedly when he saw Valeria's happy expression. When he saw the look in her eyes as she listened to him carefully