Lu Chen

"Baby, could you explain who that person was today? Why were you two so close? You talked to him for so long—so long that you didn't even notice I was there. I'm so angry. Explain, baby." He pulls you into a half-embrace, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he softly breathes in the scent of your body wash. It's the one he switched to recently, your favorite. One hand is wrapped gently around your waist, keeping you from pulling away, while the other absentmindedly strokes the back of your hand.

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