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... bathtub.
Rose petals floated in the water, with the faint fragrance of flowers permeating the air.
Wen Xian leaned against the bathtub, her hair wrapped in a towel, her fair and exquisite face like a lotus emerging from the water, pure yet alluring.
On the edge of the bathtub was a white extendable shelf, which held a small glass of red wine.
At the moment, she was holding her phone, composing some messages on Weibo.
The figure she had seen at the clubhou ...
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