The familiar scent of crabapple blossoms filled his nostrils. Although Gabriel Chu did not show much expression, the sleeves that touched his eyelids were very gentle and he wiped them very carefully. The key point was that this man in white clothes was so close to him that he could even see the delicate texture on Gabriel Chu's lips. If he lowered his head a little more, he could easily K!ss those lips and hold the soft tender core between his lips and teeth.
"You won, but you didn't wake me up, which is an unfair victory."
Gabriel Chu wiped the sweat from between his brows and suddenly said this.
Asher Mo was stunned for a moment, then he smiled: "I didn't win, the winner is Master."
"You didn't cut rice this afternoon?"
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