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Deep into the night, when everything was silent, a lone man and a single woman lay in the same bed.
Nan explained, "I'm just here to listen to you narrate the storybook."
"Then would you like to lie in my arms while listening?" Shen Fu suggested, "That way, I won't have to stop when I turn the pages."
"Is that so?" Shen Fu opened his arms, she fell into his embrace, leaning against him with the book held up, adjusting the angle so Shen Fu could see clearly.
Shen Fu nodded, "Very good."
When he nodded, he could smell her hair fragrance, still Xiaodie's shampoo, but now with a hint of sweat scent, perhaps a unique aroma belonging to fit beauties.
"I didn't poke you, did I?" asked Shen Fu, referring to his chin.
Nan twisted her body a little, "Nope~"
An hour later, Shen Fu had finished the last chapter of "Legend of Tong Lin", yet Nan showed no signs of moving away, just shifting out of Shen Fu's embrace, feeling sweaty again.
