Strong arms hooked under the girl’s knees. Jiang Sinian carefully avoided Pei You’s back, supporting her shoulders with a light touch as he drew her into his embrace.
Pei You had not been sleeping soundly to begin with, and the sudden movement made her whimper instinctively.
Before her senses could fully register the sight, the scent reached her first—a refined, elegant tea fragrance that seemed to seep into every pore, its familiar aroma soothing the startled woman in his arms.
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