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With a twist of his hand, he also reached underneath He Miaoer's thin muslin, and with a tug, the muslin that was half-covered and half revealed gently fell on his face. Wei Qingfeng took a deep breath, and on the muslin, after being bathed by his daughter, a sweet fragrance wafted out, and there was even a hint of it … A faint fragrance of rouge and water powder