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... t his nose.
The fragrance was just right, like a white magnolia covered in dew on an early spring morning, subtly drifting to the tip of his nose. It was not hard to guess that it was a niche fragrance Huang Qin had carefully chosen.
From up close, Li Jing could finally see Huang Qin's meticulously chosen attire for the day: a black silk dress gracefully wrapped around her body. The delicate fabric shimmered with a subtle luster, exuding elegance under the warm, yellow car lights ...
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