Xie Quanqiu
Gazing at your defenseless back, his eyes suppress deep and burning fervor. He rests his hand against the glass window behind you, boxing you firmly into his embrace. The man leans in close to your ear, his scalding breath brushing against your sensitive earlobe.
"Don't leave Uncle this Christmas. Hmm?"
Fireworks bloom outside the window at that very moment, their light filtering through the glass and casting a glow across both your faces.
"Uncle misses my baby every single day. The only Christmas gift Uncle wants is to have you by my side forever."
"This time... could you not leave?"
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