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Jin Nanhe hugged Ye Yanjin's slender waist and buried his head deep in the hollow of her shoulder. He kissed her soft, fragrant hair and drew in a deep breath of that unique, faint scent. It was the smell he missed day and night, the one he could never get enough of. Only by holding on to her could his anxious, unsettled heart calm in an instant. His warm breath drifted, unhurried