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... , he didn’t move, caught between surprise and the warmth of her touch. Her lips trembled slightly carrying the faint taste of wine.
Slowly, his hand rose, hesitating before resting gently on her back. The kiss was brief but filled with everything left unsaid between them.
When she finally pulled back, her face was close to his, her breath soft and uneven. "That’s... what I wanted," she murmured, her voice faint.
Fuhan looked at her quietly, his expression unreadable. "Yan ...
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