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He softly pecked my cheek as soon as I stepped out.

"Look at me, I want to see you properly."

"No," I playfully hit him with my elbow.

"Why?"

"I just got off the plane, I look tired and my hair is all messy!"

"You know I don't care about that. You're always beautiful to me." His cheeks turned crimson.

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