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His hurried response made Han Yan laugh.
He reached out and gently pulled Lin Xin into his embrace, resting his chin lightly against his head.
"Very well. I'll continue praising you, then."
Lin Xin remained close to Han Yan, a faint blush still lingering on his cheeks. After a brief hesitation, he glanced up at his husband before quickly lowering his gaze again.
Han Yan noticed his shyness and smiled. He gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind Lin Xin's ear, his fingers brushing lightly against his cheek.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
A small smile appeared on Lin Xin's lips as he glanced at Han Yan, his shyness slowly giving way to contentment.
He was pleased with every gift Han Yan had brought home, but what made him happiest was knowing how much thought his husband had put into choosing them.
