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The person taking the photo almost shook with excitent!

Soon, the group photo was taken!

Everyone treated it like a treasure, carefully passing the cara around.

Julian Fairchild said, "Do you want to take a look?"

Maeve Lane half-raised her eyes and said, "No need, I’m leaving first."

Julian grabbed her wrist but quickly let go, and this mont was perfectly captured by a little fan taking photos!

She hurriedly covered the cara, muttering softly, "... Damn, the couple I ship is real."

Julian’s tone rose, "I’ll go back with you."

Both of their hotel rooms were in the sa place, conveniently on the way.

Maeve had no reason to refuse.

After a simple farewell to the fans, Maeve and Julian walked away together.

They soon arrived at the crew’s hotel. While standing in the elevator, Maeve heard a rustling sound beside her.

The handso man had already started unwrapping a gift.

In fact, he’d resisted long enough.

Maeve pretended not to see.

Julian looked at the doll in the box, and the joyful smile on his face seed sowhat stiff.

"...Did you give a doll?"

Maeve nodded calmly, "Hmm."

The man picked up the doll, stunned for a mont, then noticed the awkward stitches at the seams and felt a stirring in his heart, "Did you make this yourself?"

"Hmm."

Julian’s lips curled uncontrollably, "What made you think of giving a doll?"

"You like it."

Maeve quickly said, and just then the elevator arrived, and she walked out first, her pace gradually quickening.

At the door, just as she "beeped" the door card, she was wrapped around the waist by Julian, and then the world spun.

Maeve’s heart was racing, she was slung over Julian’s shoulder, and his silence made her slightly nervous.

Julian placed her on a single sofa, his strong arms trapping her, whispering by her ear, "This doll looks a lot like you."

After she said that, Julian almost imdiately noticed the doll’s eyes and mouth were a miniature version of Maeve’s.

On his birthday, Maeve made a doll resembling herself and gave it to him.

Julian knew he was right when he saw Maeve’s slightly evasive eyes.

He lowered his head, his voice deep and lodious, "Are you giving yourself to ?"

"Correction, it’s a doll that looks like ." Maeve’s ears started to turn red.

She was digging a pit for herself, why did she think of such an idea?

"Miles said... said you’re most fond of , and I couldn’t exactly give myself to you, right?" Maeve rarely stamred, but the pressure Julian exerted was too strong, especially his eyes, which were intensely heated.

"Why not?"

Julian suppressed the strong desire to touch her, leaning closer to her ear, "More than the doll, my favorite gift is right in front of ."

Maeve’s back pressed tightly against the sofa back, but Julian’s words felt like they were wrapping around her, making her feel like the room’s temperature had risen significantly.

Julian leaned down to kiss her lips, sotis heavy, sotis light, a maddening tease.

A mont later, Julian took a deep breath above her like he couldn’t bear it anymore; he carried her into the bathroom, her slender white fingers tightly clutching Julian’s waist.

Soon, their clothes were tossed out.

The doll was placed on the vanity, silently watching the steamy scene in the bathroom.

...

The next day, as the makeup artist styled Maeve, they remarked, "Did you not sleep well last night? Why are your dark circles so heavy today?"

Maeve, sporting two big dark circles, hadn’t even opened her eyes, "Not bad, I went to sleep at around three."

"Three... you say that’s early? Did Maeve often stay up all night before?"

The makeup artist paused, saying, "Youth is great... I’ll put a bit more concealer here to cover it up."

"Okay."

anwhile, Julian was in high spirits, and Miles imdiately knew the young master’s mood was exceptionally good today!

As he approached, without even speaking, Julian said, "Hasn’t it been a while since I gave you a raise?"

Miles honestly replied, "You just raised it last month."

"Really that long?"

Miles: "?"

"When we return, have the finance departnt give you a raise," Julian said cheerfully, "Also, find a reliable doctor."

"Alright!" Another raise! It’s great working with the young master!

"Why do you need a doctor, young master?" Miles asked, "So I can find the right one for you."

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