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In a voice that was suddenly more agitated than usual, he asked, "I called you dozens of times today. Why didn't you answer any of them",He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, a conqueror's scent. Meng Qiong felt herself getting flushed, her white knitted sweater being unbuttoned by him. A shiver ran down her spine as his touch exposed her fair skin, which carried the faint aroma of bath soap.,Shen Fengxi walked out after finishing his shower, changing into a relaxed high-necked black shirt. Water still dripped from his black hair at the temples, which he swept up with one hand, revealing only the sharp outline and angles of his face.。