Luosang lowered her head to look at the shirt in her hands. A tempting, refreshing, light manly aroma lingered in her nose.
When she first t him, she thought that he was wearing perfu. Later on, when she lived with him everyday, she found that he had this natural scent. Nowadays, many n had a sll of sweat, smoke, or alcohol, and rarely slled as good as he did.
Luosang couldnt help but sniff at the shirt.
Do you have a hair drier? I want to wash my underwear and dry it Nian Junting walked out of the bathroom and saw Luosang sniffing his shirt.
He paused slightly.
Luosang froze. Judging by how narcissistic he was, she believed that he would go beyond himself. So she hurriedly stuttered to explain, I I just want to know if your shirt stinks, and if it needs to be washed.
I get it. Its alright, Nian Junting blinked and replied. He told himself that Luosang loved him so much that she needed to secretly sniff his shirt to quench her craving toward him when he turned back without embracing her.
Luosang felt so embarrassed that she even wanted to kill herself.
Go take a shower now. Ill shower in the bathroom outside, she said.
Alright. If you like the sll of that shirt, dont wash it. Lu Kang will send a new shirt tomorrow, Nian Junting smiled, turned, and walked into the bathroom again.
Afterward, he tilted his head to sniff at his own shoulder.
He didnt catch any scent, so he didnt understand why his woman enjoyed his scent so much.
Well, Im just too perfect. Even my scent is so good.
After showering, Luosang went back to her bedroom, trying not to think about what had happened just before.
However, once in, she felt that the temperature in her bedroom rose drastically, especially when she saw the slim man who was leaning against her bed, with a pink towel over his shoulder.
Hearing her footsteps, Nian Junting raised his head, sniffed at the pink towel which belonged to Luosang, then gave an elegant smile and said, It slls so nice.
See, I am so thoughtful. In order to save Luosang from feeling embarrassed after he caught her sniffing his shirt, he took her towel when leaving the bathroom, so she wouldnt feel shy and would be able to sniff his shirt anyti she wanted.
Luosang felt dizzy.
If Nian Junting wasnt so handso, she would have seen him as a pervert.
Stop it. Give my towel back. The blushing Luosang took away the towel from his hands. However, after that, she only felt dizzier.
He was only wearing a grey pair of underwear. His long and straight legs were exposed, and his crotch area was bulging. She had touched that area yesterday. He had a few scratches on his chest, all left by her last night or this morning, when she was nearly lost in pleasure.
Luosang felt that her head was burning.
Whydidnt you wear pants
She didnt know what to do or where to put her eyes.
I did. Nian Junting pulled the edge of his underwear.
Luosang turned her face away. She decided to not look at him, as it was bedti.
Scooch over, Im gonna sleep. Luosang sat on the bed and pushed Nian Junting, who was sitting in the middle of the bed.
Nian Junting smiled and asked, Arent you sleeping in Yan Sus room?
Luosang paused.
Then, Nian Junting laughed and continued, I thought you were going to sleep in Yan Sus bed. It seems that you want to sleep with as well.
If I ask to sleep in Yan Sus room, will you agree? asked Luosang. Hes so evil to make such a joke now,.
After saying that, she angrily turned and attempted to leave.
However, before she went far, she was lifted by Nian Junting, and put into the bed.
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