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His long, powerful arms pinned her against the corner of the sofa, encircling her.

The faint scent of jade and agarwood lingered around her neck and behind her ears, settling on her skin.

Light as it was, the sensation was incredibly strong.

This sudden movement, even for Ying Zijin, caused her thoughts to pause briefly.

She had never been able to predict Fu Yunshen's next move, not that she had tried.

Ying Zijin slowly lifted her head.

With this elevation, the distance between them narrowed even further.

Their foreheads touched, their breaths intertwined.

So close that even the tips of their noses brushed against each other.

She could clearly see the man's naturally charming peach-blossom eyes, slightly curved, as if brimming with an entire galaxy.

Inside them was only the reflection of her.