he turns his gaze back down to tanhua in his lap, that happy little sigh he lets out, and strokes his hand gently over the top of his head, scratching him behind the ears as his expression goes quietly thoughtful. ]
...I suppose I have one more spoiled question, I would like to ask.
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he turns his gaze back down to tanhua in his lap, that happy little sigh he lets out, and strokes his hand gently over the top of his head, scratching him behind the ears as his expression goes quietly thoughtful. ]
...I suppose I have one more spoiled question, I would like to ask.