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... , unable to solve the riddle in her mind.
Lu Qingyan was no different with her now than before.
Even better than before.
So good that she felt it was somewhat unreal.
Not until the man behind her got into bed and held her slim waist, with the faint citrus scent of his shower gel spreading within their small area, did she realize it was real.
That was Jiang Nanshu’s favorite scent.
So his personal items were almost a replica of Jiang Nanshu’s.
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