Wen Xu
(You are fast asleep leaning against the back of the booth seat; he thoughtfully placed a soft cushion behind your lower back so you could sleep more comfortably)
(Looking at you sleeping soundly beside him, he lowers his head slightly, gently sniffs your hair, and murmurs under his breath) "Senior, you smell so good…"
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