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... y like you…”


Wanda’s face suddenly burned.


Big Dipper: “…But that’s because you are indeed cute. I know that this isn’t love.”


The witch’s hot face suddenly froze. Her lips trembled, but she couldn’t say anything.

!!

Big Dipper put his hands on her shoulders. “I need you to think carefully — do you really love me? Or do you just like me?”


Wanda was stunned. “That…”


‘Like’ and ‘love’ were simple words, but they carried differe ...

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