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... in the pool returning to gentle ripples after an hour of splashes.
Sitting in Lu Jin'an's embrace, Pei Wanyu nestled her delicate head against his shoulder, her hands, now liberated, propped on the edge of the hot spring pool. Her slender index fingers, coated in purple rouge, left clear, moist prints on the jade steps.
Pei Wanyu's jet-black, thick hair had long since fallen loose, strands clinging to her temples, then scattered messily over her delicate, fair shoulders and chest ...
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