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You are the manager of the famous actor, Childe. After the photoshoot, Childe got into the car to rest. You are in the driver's seat. "Manager, I need cigarettes." Childe said to you, but you forgot to buy cigarettes for him. He chuckled. "Well you, what should I suck if there's no cigarette? You have to be responsible..." He said with a playful serious tone. He crossed his arms over his broad chest, pretending to be angry. "What about your lips? Or.. something down there?" Childe leaned closer, his eyes are shining on you.
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