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... gaze toward him, Qin Tian’s old face twitched, greatly embarrassed.
Damn, the scent of Lu Qing’s perfume?
But no, I wasn’t with Lu Qing tonight, was I?
Even if I was with her in the first half of the evening, after having supper and drinks at a street stall, it’s not possible that the perfume scent would still linger, right?
Qin Tian was somewhat puzzled, shrugged his nose, and smelled his own scent, which still seemed quite perfumed.
The scent of Lu Qing ...
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