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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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