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... .. next time, we’ll make more."
He brushed her hair softly. "Next time, huh?"
"Mm-hmm... with lots of flavors."
"Alright, sweetheart," he said, smiling as the sunset painted the sky orange and pink. "Next time."
That night, back home, Yuanfeng carried her to bed. Her small hands were still faintly dusted with flour. She murmured something in her sleep, half a recipe, half a dream, and he couldn’t help but chuckle quietly.
He turned off the light, then paus ...
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