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The fragrance of sandalwood lingered at the tip of his nose, as if he was a lover who had been grinding his ears and temples for a long time.

Su Xiao Jin carelessly supported her cheeks with her hands as her fingers gently caressed the edge of her teacup. Her almond-shaped eyes slightly perked up with a disdainful smile.

Li Shuhua saw that she did not say anything