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"I will make your favourite food as reward is it okay my baby that is younger than my actual baby" teasing him a bit she leaned in and kissed his lips , didn't care if he was sick.
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honestly .ᐣ he wouldve complained but her words hit his ears before he could. swallowing 、 the italian fell back into bed. features twisted into a small yet present pout.
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and she was not going to take no for an answer either. ever since she became a mother she became more stern. once the porridge was completed she handed him through medicine. "no complaints about it being bitter"
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keeping his gaze upon her 、 brims parted to let his wife continue. with anyone else .ᐣ he’d leave. with cha—young .ᐣ of course he’d allow her to feed him &̲ ensure his health improves.
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bringing back the porridge she sat beside the bed replacing the cloth again then taking a spoonful she blows on the spoon a bit then pressed it against his lips.
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smiling warmly up at his wife before attention falls back to the tv 、 he looks terrible. facial hair prominent now 、 he’d fix that later.
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placing a cloth on top of his forehead head , she gently kisses his head heading to the kitchen to make chicken porridge , while she plays with her baby.
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has been very sick 、 so excuse his absence. though he must admit 、 laying in bed for days wasnt so bad. now concentrated watching reality show. it’s interesting.
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in the environment the antique shop caught his attention so much because it reminded him of the time he was in his kingdom. so long ago.
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"I am not troubled by anything at all. I am simply a traveller. and I am travelling through this city, would you kindly reccomend me the best of your tea" he gently bowed down and took a seat. he was taking
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Daisuke nodded, somehow understood.
“A customer is a customer. Come, have a seat. What sort of tea would like to have?” he asked, waiting for him to take a seat at the counter.
“Maybe you can tell if you are troubled by something. Headache. Insomnia.” he added.
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