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When he woke up the next day, he was already empty and cold, and he could vaguely smell a faint... It belonged to him. Xue Fu gently turned around and buried her small face into the soft silk blanket. It felt like she was in his arms. She found that she was still reluctant to part with this aura. No... It should be said that she was reluctant to part with his embrace. It was so warm and gentle