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Qinghua sighed as he leaned back, stretching his arms above his head. He was almost done with this chapter. 2000 words more and he could send it to Shen Yuan to edit.
“Ugh, I need a pick-me-up before I can finish this…” He hadn’t realized Mobei-Jun had just entered with coffee for him.
Not understanding what Qinghua meant by ‘pick-me-up’, he set the coffee down, and scooped Qinghua into his arms. “Better?”
Qinghua just giggled and pressed a kiss to Mobei-Jun’s forehead. ‘Yes Beibei, much better, thank you.”
He decided this type of pick-me-up was better than coffee could be.