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All of a sudden, the woman, who was ready for bed, was turned over.

Her long, silky hair fanned out over the white duvet, looking especially ravishing.

"What's the matter?" she asked in confusion.

"Come on, let's sleep a little later."

"It's already past one o'clock. I'm tired." She protested through clenched teeth.

What does he want again?

"It's getting late. We should really sleep now. I'm feeling sleepy."

Exhaustion filled her face, so he could see it too. He found that murderous expression of hers indescribably adorable.

"Alright. Sleep time then."

His lips curled up into an ambiguous smirk as he pulled her into his arms. He had intended to make her wear and show off the new set of clothes he had prepared for her in front of him. However, her fatigue had made him decide to let her off for the time being.

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