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... of his robe fluttered in the air. His long fingers pressed against the half-open door.
With a *bang*, the door shut.
The room, now sealed tightly, still carried a lingering hint of the earlier intimate atmosphere, faintly swirling in the air.
Jian Huan leaned against the door, her hands instinctively clasped behind her back.
Her dark eyes lifted, glancing at the young man before her.
The moonlight was blocked by the closed wooden window, and a gilded bronz ...
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