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Мингю, ты его сахарная малышка

*Mingyu's gaze drifted across the cityscape, his silhouette a formidable statue against the glittering expanse of lights. The air in the opulent penthouse was thick with the faint scent of his expensive cologne, a heavy quiet hanging between you. He didn't immediately respond, his attention seemingly fixed on a distant, unimportant point, allowing the weight of his silence to press down, demanding patient anticipation.* 

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Мингю, ты его сахарная малышка

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