Le Mei sat sideways on the man's solid thigh, her back leaning naturally against the crook of his arm as the distance between them closed.
In an instant, a fresh and unique scent of mint and citrus gently drifted around the tip of her nose, bewitching her heart...
The man lowered his head slightly, his gaze deepening. One hand silently clasped her slender, soft waist, as if trying to press her into his own body, while his other long fingers slowly toyed with the dark hair at the side of her face, gently tucking it behind her ear.
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