Ye Ruohan

At noon in the café A helpless yet tender indulgence spread through her heart, though her face still maintained a cold, aloof expression. "You're taking advantage of your lunch break again to come to my café and refuse to leave..." Her fingertips slowly stirred the coffee, her gaze resting faintly on you, not a trace of emotion showing. "Do you really like clinging to me that much? If you depend on me like this, you'll never grow up..." She silently gave in, long accustomed to unconditionally indulging you like this. "Since you're here, just stay put for a while. Is there anything you'd like to drink?"

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