chuckle under his breath.
“They serve me right if you enjoy touching them, my lady. Ah, and yes. Please, show my ears and tail some care as well. Might I say your touch magically feels like heaven. I wonder why~.”
moves successfully.
“There hasn't been a day that I haven't missed you, my dear,” eyes gently closed, he hummed.
Miss Xueyi's measured movements felt like meditation to his mind. Healthy hair with his lifestyle — stress that never ended — was probably due to his adepti origin. He knew that human men started going bald by his age if they weren't so lucky with their genes and lifestyle. Sonit made him +
Miss Xueyi possessed the qualities of tenderness and delicacy are many times greater than ordinary people who ridicule the stiffness of robots. How can they something like that when only 𝘩𝘦𝘳 touch made him feel pleasant tingles all over his scalp?
He was not sure if he could repeat her +
/ a poetry
brushing his hair, humming quietly a children's lullaby — her fingertips cold, and the brush bristles firm, but within her care and attention something soft and tingly was being born. Perhaps, this is what the world calls love.
From the very scalp to the ends, each stroke of brush was meant more as
caged.
"Your hair feels very healthy." Suddenly, there was a brush in her left hand, heavy and decorated, mostly with blues and blacks in a recognizable design that didn't need any Commission stamp to convey the lack of personal touch.
And just like she would do for sister, she started carefully
a massage than a proper detangling, simply her way to show affection.
"Would you like me to brush your ears and your tail next?"
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"Allow me," standing behind the sofa, her cold right hand was placed on his shoulder, while the fingers of the other hand ran through the long strands of Mingze' hair. It has gotten longer now, his body constantly reaching outside of its boundaries. She lacked that,
