﹙ he shall work on it. ﹚ faux solemnity wanes as chuckle breaks , always amused by the way emotion enmeshes their expressions. ❛ you say that , but your lenience always seems to be on my side. ❜ prideful , ❛ let’s go , 哥哥。 ❜
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❨ rid himself of such trivial things. ❩ a guttural noise like huff spilt past tiers, grievance heavy on the gaze now sharpened. ❛ it would serve you well not to strain my lenience, jingyuan. ❜
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gaze collides with steadfast one , the general’s own diffident , almost fickle , until he inevitably falters. right , of course not … settling once again , drafting his excuse for chide to come ———— he has priorities.
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must he deviate now, then﹖ gaze is not led astray, keen on convincing him with its eyes. blade is rather intent, after all... is a mere scolding more daunting than a displeased stellaron hunter﹖ hah, what a joke.
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hmph... he was biddable before. a slight noise of discontent, refusal evident in constraints now further restricting. that meeting does not matter.
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shift of mane paves for other finch in hiding to peek out between albicant strands , emitting a chuckle from the general.
well , seems like it doesn’t like abditory’s shift.
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lightly petting the birds before returning to playing with jing yuan's hair taking some strands to braid it. Dan heng gives a soft sigh of contentness. ☺️
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lotus—engraves peered downwards as the firm grasp of deliberate abduction pooled warmth in parts adjoined; how carefree of him... it will be taking him home.
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﹙ surely. whatever should he do ? ﹚ amusement — written margins , feigned sigh in despondence as he peers toward the inordinate stacks on his desk , testing , ❛ i may have to bring a few of these along. ❜
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❨ surely his tentativeness is misguided, in that case. ❩ an exhalation as if blasphemy heard; wordless repudiation for statement perhaps true. ❛ hmph. due to your diligence, the night market has yet to wane... ❜
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❛ concerned at the beginning , but curious now. i think luofu will continue to thrive without me , so i may sate this curiosity with what surprises the express may bring. ❜ candor answer , gaze greeting cobalt , ❛ i am grateful. ❜
﹙ the root of his emotion … for 𝒾t , he only feels endearment. peculiar , no ?﹚ thumb grazing the apple of his cheek , lingering sweetness echoing heart’s chamber. ❛ but you were just now. ❜ he challenges ,
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❨ does it terrify him less than the root of this emotion﹖ ❩ typical dour endured on porcelain, though wavering at contact so dearly missed. ❛ i would not 𝑠𝑢𝑙𝑘. but if you did, i wouldn’t have forgiven you. ❜
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