Tui Smile Novels & Stories

He was smirking at me, giving me one of his favorite smiles. "And what may it be?" I leaned into him, arms around his neck, and I blew him a kiss. "Is it your tongue or your little man?" I teased him, and his mouth hung open as I saw him salivate. "You guessed it right, my little man will be the perfect lollipop." Tiger teased back, and he licked his lower lip. "Sure, only if you are willing to bring it out for everyone to see here." I teased back, watching his face change to an irritated one.

She took the drink with a smile and takes a sip. He relaxed his hands in his pocket, and scoots closer to her, heaving a sigh. “Enjoying?” he asked. Her eyes follow his face. “I can’t say I am enjoying completely. But thanks for asking anyway.” “Why do you pretend to be fake when you aren’t? why smiling when you can’t smile from inside?”. “And who said I am not smiling from inside? You are wrong about it. I am not sad about anything. Not now anyway.” She drank the whole win in one sip.

He just looked at me like I had said him to jump off the cliff. "Haan???" Stunned he asked again. "Smile.It will relax your muscles.Will erase the huge crease between your eyebrows.Just smile" "I can't" he said fiddling with his fingers on his lap. "Oh comeon.Its so easy just look at me" I made a huge smily face "This" then made a goofy grin "This" Then I put my fingers on both corners of mouth stretching them. His mouth slightly twitched upwards. Omg !! Two big events are going to happen

“Your reputation precedes you and I must say, I find you to be so… intriguing,” And I find you to be so… annoying. But of course, I didn’t say it out loud. I just smiled. A big fake one. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * TAYA’s POV :

I can't breathe. A hidden platform beneath the stage slowly lifts her up, like a corpse rising from the dead. And when she sees me, she smiles. Shit. That smile. It’s not just any smile; it’s the kind that takes your breath away, leaving you frozen in place. Her lips curve upward in a way that feels both intimate and electrifying, like a secret only we share. It’s a smile that reaches her eyes, making them sparkle with a mischievous glint, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

“Hey! That’s not–” Smile looked away, his red ears were already reddened. “Gosh. I am telling your wife.” Hisoka made fun of him this time. The wheel had changed its owner and now, Smile was the receiving one. “Mind you. My wife is a housewife. She is a strong independent housewife who spends my money like water.” He said proudly. “And I am not sure whether it was an insult or a compliment to your wife.” Hisoka breathed out.

According to her, romance was something which we got from this types of items. Also both Mete and Lizzy taught her to smile always. They advised her that, "smile, smile, smile at your mind as often as possible and bring it outward for making other's too happy. Your smiling will considerably reduce your mind's tearing tension and helped you to become human in other's eyes." When the barista saw her smile, he praised it by saying, "A smile is the best make up that any girl can wear. But true smile like this only persist till the end."

A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips. "Enjoying your meal?" he asked, his voice eerily calm, devoid of any warmth. "We’ve just rolled out the latest flavor update. Optimized for maximum satisfaction."

Tiffany crossed her arms, flashing him her most dazzling smile. "Why can’t it be both?" she replied, her voice sweet, flashing pleasant smile as if she was using her beauty to lure him, perhaps charm him indeed. Tiffany crossed her arms, her lips curving into a bright smile that sparkled with just the right amount of charm. "Why not both?" she said softly, her voice sweet but with a playful edge, as if daring him to argue. Kai chuckled, shaking his head. "It's almost midnight, Tiff. Come on, let me take you home. We can figure it all out in the morning."

With the heavy clown makeup on, her smile appeared even more obsequious. "N-O-N-O-N-O, this smile won't do. Change it." The young man casually shook his index finger. "Want money? Smile harder." Jian Tong lowered her head, pink fuzz from her hair falling over her eyes. She felt a tremor in her gaze and knew that every move she made was being observed by Shen Xiu Jin, a trace of darkness passing through the man's eyes. Lifting her head again, Jian Tong blinked, the corners of her mouth stretching wider and wider, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth, accentuated by the exaggerated clown's bright red lips, making her smile seem extremely ludicrous.