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James let a smile escape.

In her smile there is a supernatural charm.

He wore a gentle smile.

I glossed it over with a vague smile.

I remember that mischievous smile.

But that smile quickly vanished.

Fred smiled silently.

And the two of them wore tired smiles.

I could tell that the smile had disappeared from my lips.

The lady said, wearing an elegant smile.

Both of them were wearing wicked grins.

He brushes it off with a dry smile.

It was a smile, but it was unmistakably a sneer.

Along with the words, a small smile appears.

He smiled and prompted me to continue, asking what was wrong.

That child was talking with an innocent smile.

Unable to hold back a smile, I gently take her hand.

A smile appeared on his face, which was bathed in steam.

At last, I feel a smile surface that is not self-deprecating.

I could tell that a slight smile was mixed into the boy's voice.

It was too different from her usual adorable smile.

Hearing his frank reply, she deepened her smile.

It felt so pleasant that a rapturous smile naturally came to my face.

Saying so, the two exchanged somewhat dry smiles.

As expected, the smile disappeared from that expression, and she had a serious look.

Back then, that man said so with a fearless smile.

For some reason, that smile has been occupying my mind since that day.

After laughing in a teasing manner, he immediately shifts to a gentle smile.