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"Jasmine Tea okay?" The voice was soft and melodious, different from Tang Wan’s gentle softness, hers had more coquettish grievances. Shen Shuci sat to one side, her heart melting at the sound.
"Sure." Tang Wan nodded.
With her back turned to the two of them, she prepared the tea in a lotus-pink cheongsam, slender and graceful, with broad shoulders and long legs. Wearing a cheongsam was a matter of elegance; if one’s manners were not beautiful, it would all be ruined. ...
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