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... mirror and let out a slow breath.
The ebony qipao clung to his frame without being restrictive. The fabric was dark, almost swallowing the light, with faint embroidery along the hem that only revealed itself when he moved. The high collar hugged his neck, raising just enough to hide his Adam’s apple. The dress traced his waist cleanly before falling straight, emphasising the height instead of the curve. The slit along one side was modest but intentional, allowing ease of movement and of ...
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