Sebastian Zhuo didn't answer at first, but just pulled the thin blanket higher to cover Marcus Tong's shoulders. Marcus Tong took advantage of the situation and moved closer, with her fluffy hair touching Sebastian Zhuo's chin. This time she looked a little aggrieved: "Will we get divorced?"
Sebastian Zhuo asked: "Why do you suddenly ask this?"
Marcus Tong said: "Can't I ask?"
Sebastian Zhuo said, "Of course... I just didn't expect you to ask at this time."
The two of them were too close, it was as if Marcus Tong had shrunk himself down and nestled into the embrace of Sebastian Zhuo. The hot breath he exhaled hit Sebastian Zhuo's neck, and his hair occasionally brushed against Sebastian Zhuo's chin and neck.
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