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... eling her soft, boneless hand touch his forehead, Lu Hualiang’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Her hand was soft and smooth.
Cool to the touch, and very comfortable.
Especially when she felt his pulse, that fleeting contact of skin was something one could grow fond of.
Lu Hualiang lowered his gaze to her icy, jade-like hand and suddenly felt the impulse to hold it.
She sat by the bed, and they were very close; he could smell the faint fragrance from her bo ...
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