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    His eyes drifted to her rosy, delicate lips, and slowly, he leaned down toward her…


    But just as their lips were about to meet, an untimely sound broke the moment.


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    Christina’s stomach growled, and Dn let out a softugh, his heart melting at her cuteness. Mortified, Christina turned scarlet, lightly biting her lower lip.


    “Hungry?” Dn asked with a teasing smile.


    “Yeah…” Christina murmured shyly.


    His gaze softened with warmth as he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “Go back to sleep for a bit. I’ll make breakfast,” he said, rising at once. “What do you want to eat?”


    “Just something simple, don’t trouble yourself,” Christina replied.


    “Porridge with ham?” Dn asked.


    “Okay,” she agreed gently.


    Christina leaned back against the pillows, watching as he moved toward the wardrobe. When he stepped out again, he was already dressed neatly. She thought he looked more striking than ever, every gesture carrying an effortless charm. A swell of happiness rose inside her, making the whole world seem brighter, the very air sweet on her tongue.


    In the dining room, Dn appeared in a pink apron, carefully carrying over the porridge. Christina sat at the table, resting her chin on her hands, her head tilted as she gazed at him with a smile brimming with warmth. Usually so cool andposed, Dn looked entirely different in that pink apron, an unexpected charm radiating from him. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, baring strong armsced with faint veins, exuding quiet strength.


    To Christina, he was utterly irresistible like this—more so because he seemedpletely unaware of his effect on her, which only made her heart race faster.


    “Be careful, it’s hot. Don’t burn yourself.” Dn reached out, gently ruffling her hair.


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    That voice of his—already maic—now softened with tenderness, stirred an even deeper flutter within her. Christina felt warmth surge through her, and vivid shes of them kissing leapt unbidden into her thoughts. Her face med scarlet, and she quickly lowered her head, murmuring, “Sure.”


    Lost in her thoughts, she ignored his warning and lifted a spoonful of porridge to her lips. The instant the hot porridge touched her mouth, she winced at the burn, her brows knitting in pain.


    Dn immediately took the spoon from her, his face clouded with worry as his eyes searched her lips for burns. “Does it hurt? Your lips are red,” he said, frowning in distress, as though he wished he could take the pain for her.


    “It’s fine,” Christina answered with a smile, her tone casual. “This is nothing.” She had endured far worse in life, and this was only a minor sting. Yet seeing Dn so deeply concerned stirred her heart more than she could admit.


    Lifting her hands, she gently cupped his face, a soft smile curving her lips as she looked at him. In her eyes, this man grew more handsome each day; no matter how much she looked, she never tired of him. Especially his perfectly defined lips that tempted her most, always awakening the desire to lean in and kiss him.


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