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"If you need it, I'll help you get it back." Meng Qiong only said that.,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.,The tone was so natural, it almost took me by surprise.。