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Miya thought it over and said, "Ok, but that's got nothing to do with me, right? I shall get back to work. I still need to finish the design for Andy Jordan."

Xenon rested his chin on her shoulders for a while, and he could smell the familiar and pleasant scent of her body and hair. It was very similar to how he remembered it. Why? She's so similar to the little girl, especially in her personality and the scent, but she doesn't have the mole. He closed his eyes and decided again not to ask the question.

Miya stood there still in his embrace. "Xenon, I..." she muttered, then paused and hesitated. She wanted to know if she was the first girl that he had s.e.x with, but she then remembered that she was just a replacement for him. It doesn't matter if I am or not. I'm not the one he loves anyway.

Xenon released her. "What is it?"

"Nothing."

"Say it."

"You probably won't answer me anyway."

"Well, that depends. If you say you love me more often, I might answer any questions you ask."