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By the stream, Ye Chuan sat on the ground. In front of him, Ouyang Mingyue's clothes were soaked with sweat, revealing her perfectly slender figure. A gentle breeze carried her fragrance to Ye Chuan's senses—an intoxicating blend of beauty and the wild outdoors. Any ordinary man might struggle to suppress the primal urges such a scene could evoke. Ye Chuan was no exception. However