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reminded me of Ning Yuan's scent.He glanced at the small flower pillow on the bed beside Ning Yuan, licked his delicate lips, and rolled the cookie crumbs into his mouth.Tsk, that little spy smells go...rd that Director Chu hadn't refused, she guessed that this matter was almost certain to succeed.She couldn't help but feel overjoyed. It was the store on Zhengming Road after the main entrance of Fuda...