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His words were cut off as the girl in front of him held the rose in one hand and put her other around his waist. The scent of roses assaulted her nostrils, and the cozy scent of her bath milk.

Gu Leng did not speak, nor did he move.

"Gu Leng, I really like you." The little girl in his arms said in a muffled voice.

Gu Leng lowered his head to look at the top of her jet-black hair