The Most Precious Gift
When Russell returned to the apartment, he only smelled a sweet and sour scent in the air, and did not see Zoey's figure.
He put down the gift box in his hand, took off his suit jacket and hung it at the entrance, and walked into the bedroom, but Zoey was not there.
He guessed that Zoey was probably sketching in the study.
Gently pushing open the study door, I saw Zoey already asleep, lying on the desk.
Walking up to the table, he looked at the girl's delicate and peaceful sleeping face, and his heart softened.
He bent down to give Zoey a light kiss on her cheek, but when he was just inches away, the girl grabbed hold of his shirt collar.
Zoey opened her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering like raven feathers. "Does Mr. Maddox want to steal a kiss?"
Russell leaned on the tab……
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