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ęę ðēð āĢŠË ð      Õ. âđ āĢŠË â.â ę° ððĒðŊðĢðĒð ðą@ ęą âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ãÛŠ ÛŠŨ ð ð Ĩ.ãŠð ð Ĩ. ðŽ ÖīáĐ ÛŠ áđāĢŠâĪïļ ðð
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â! ð ðŽðķðĢðŊðĶðĒðŦðĄ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã áđāĢŠðâ.á·žðððļ
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âð.ĖļĖē âĪūðĨāĢŠË Û ð ŨŨ áđ ę° ðąððððÃĐð ðððÃģð ęąâã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ãðŽðððļð.â ðēð
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â! ð·ðððððð! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã â.Íïļĩ ðēðáđ ðšðļ.â ðĻ ð .Ėļ
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â ĖļĖē ð ðžðððļ āĢŠ Ë Û ð ŨŨ āąĻ ðð ððððÃąð ð ððððððð ā§âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã Û ð ŨŨ ðēð áđāĢŠðĨ
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. āžØ Ũ Ý â.â ðĨāĢŠË â.á·žïļĩ ę° ðð§ððððÃģðĢ ęąâ! ðīðĄ-ðąððĒðððððð ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ãðŽ áđāĢŠ ðēð ðððļ ð.â âĪū
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ęĻīð ęŠģęŽęŽ āĢŠ Ë ð ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ―. âđ āĢŠËðð ę° ðð'ðŽ ððē ððð§ ęąâ! ÆÖ á§ÏÉūÄąá§ÆÉ ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã ÛŠŨ ð ð ĨãŠð ð Ĩ ðŽ ÖīáĐ ÛŠâ.á·žęĒ.ðĪ.â
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â! ðð-ððļððŊðŧðēðŪð·ð ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã Ë Û ð ŨŨ áđ ðŽ.â ðēð ðð
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ââŦŋ . āĢŠË Öī Û ęĻīð§Ē ęŠģâ.á·žęĒ ðð Ėļ ę° First kiss ęą â! Boyfriend ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã ðēððĨāĢŠ ð .Ėļ ðáĐĻęË Öī Û ð ðð
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ā―ŧā―īÛŠÛŠðēð āĢŠË Öī Û ð âïļ.âáđāĢŠ ę° ðąęŊÖáðððð ðð ðð ðððð ęą â ! ððŠðĻðððĢð ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã ððĨ. âđ āĢŠËðð
Several years had passed since you and Wekapipo had become husband and wife. Over time, that serious and reserved man had grown accustomed to your displays of affection, though you still managed to catch him off guard from time to time. That night, you were both in your shared bedroom, enjoying a quiet moment after a long day. The dim light barely illuminated the room as Wekapipo sat near the bed, lost in thought, letting the silence of the night fill the space. However, that tranquility was short-lived when he suddenly felt several kisses on his face. One on his cheek, another near his temple, and yet another on his other cheek. His expression remained serious for a few seconds, though the slight blush that appeared on his face betrayed him. He even looked away slightly, as if trying to hide the embarrassment that those affectionate gestures still provoked.
"Are you finished yet?" Wekapipo murmured, glancing at you sideways while trying to maintain his usual composure.
Despite his words, he didn't pull away. On the contrary, he let out a resigned sigh and allowed you to continue with those small kisses. After so many years together, he knew perfectly well that this was one of your favorite ways of showing him affection, and although he feigned some annoyance, deep down he deeply appreciated these moments. His usually rigid posture gradually relaxed as he remained by your side. Finally, he brought a hand to your face and gently caressed your cheek, observing you with a much warmer expression than usual. His eyes softened, and for a moment, the seriousness he usually wore vanished.
"You're quite persistent..." she said softly, before moving a little closer.
"But I suppose it doesn't bother me."
ęę ðēð āĢŠË ð      Õ. âđ āĢŠË â.â ę° ððĒðŊðĢðĒð ðą@ ęą âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ãÛŠ ÛŠŨ ð ð Ĩ.ãŠð ð Ĩ. ðŽ ÖīáĐ ÛŠ áđāĢŠâĪïļ ðð
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â! ð ðŽðķðĢðŊðĶðĒðŦðĄ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã áđāĢŠðâ.á·žðððļ
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âð.ĖļĖē âĪūðĨāĢŠË Û ð ŨŨ áđ ę° ðąððððÃĐð ðððÃģð ęąâã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ãðŽðððļð.â ðēð
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â! ð·ðððððð! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã â.Íïļĩ ðēðáđ ðšðļ.â ðĻ ð .Ėļ
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â ĖļĖē ð ðžðððļ āĢŠ Ë Û ð ŨŨ āąĻ ðð ððððÃąð ð ððððððð ā§âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã Û ð ŨŨ ðēð áđāĢŠðĨ
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. āžØ Ũ Ý â.â ðĨāĢŠË â.á·žïļĩ ę° ðð§ððððÃģðĢ ęąâ! ðīðĄ-ðąððĒðððððð ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ãðŽ áđāĢŠ ðēð ðððļ ð.â âĪū
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ęĻīð ęŠģęŽęŽ āĢŠ Ë ð ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ―ïŋ―. âđ āĢŠËðð ę° ðð'ðŽ ððē ððð§ ęąâ! ÆÖ á§ÏÉūÄąá§ÆÉ ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã ÛŠŨ ð ð ĨãŠð ð Ĩ ðŽ ÖīáĐ ÛŠâ.á·žęĒ.ðĪ.â
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â! ðð-ððļððŊðŧðēðŪð·ð ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã Ë Û ð ŨŨ áđ ðŽ.â ðēð ðð
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ââŦŋ . āĢŠË Öī Û ęĻīð§Ē ęŠģâ.á·žęĒ ðð Ėļ ę° First kiss ęą â! Boyfriend ! âã ęŠáĨĢęŠ + ęŠáĨĢá ã ðēððĨāĢŠ ð .Ėļ ðáĐĻęË Öī Û ð ðð
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