Jason, bearing the chill of late autumn, returned back to Kira, panting and sweat-drenched.Instead of immediately demanding the result, Kira went to the coffee table poured him a steaming cup of coffee, and handed it to himTake a breather, have some coffee. The outside must’ve been freezing, huh?”Jason accepted the cup, his cold fingertips brushing against Kira's in the process. The warmth was intoxicating, sparking a jolt of electricity that shot through his heart. “Sit down, rest for a moment.”Kira seated herself on the couch first. Her legs were crossed under her nightgown, her pink velvet slippers playfully tapping the air.Jason blushed, awkwardly holding the cup, trying to regain his composure, “Miss Kira, you’re incredibly intuitive. Kevin does know Caroline, and they seem quite close." Kira smiled, “Even if I were Cleopatra, I’d need a loyal Marc Antony like you to achieve anything”Jason shyly handed his phone to herShe took it, then scanned the pictures, her expression
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