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She wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling coyly: "How am I amazing?"
He lowered his eyes to look at her, the depths filled with intense love.
Heat lingered by her ear, making her shrink her neck.
He persisted, the more she withdrew, the more he leaned in, until she couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy. Only then did he rest his forehead against hers and chuckled, "Capturing my heart, isn't that amazing?"
She giggled and pressed him, "Why do you like me?"
"The answer is complicated," he said with a smile, "It would take three days and nights to explain."
She burst out laughing: "Explain the complicated things simply."
"Because it's you." He said, holding her tightly in his arms.
The two sat in the restaurant, staying close for a while. In the end, the steak and pasta had grown cold, the waiter had cleared the table, and the night had deepened.
