Of course he couldn't smell anything.

For him, women's perfume smells good and pungent. As for what is special, he really doesn't know.

"Is it very special?" Shin Wangjin said lightly, "I don't think there is anything."

After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo just pursed his lips and said, "It smells pretty good."

"Oh." Shin Wangjin only responded lightly, and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that he slowly closed his eyes again, as if he was extremely tired, he began to close his eyes and rest. She paused, and she didn't say anything else, turned around and went upstairs.

Shin Wangjin was still sitting on the sofa. When she heard the movement of her going upstairs, she still closed her eyes, but the corners of her lips slowly curled up.

Zhuang Yibo went upstairs and walked into the bathroom, took off his makeup, washed his face, took a shower, and washed his hair. After doing these things, he had another series of care. When he finally dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom, more than two hours had passed.

Shin Wangjin had already returned to the bedroom. Perhaps because she had been occupying the bathroom, he had already taken a shower in the bathroom outside and lay down safely on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Zhuang Yibo walked to the side where he was lying, lifted the quilt and lay down, flipped his body and lie down toward the window, without moving again.

It took a long time to go like this until the early morning when Zhuang Yibo finally moved, got up and went to the bathroom, then returned to the bed, and just lay there straight.

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached on her.

Zhuang Yibo's body stiffened slightly, but still did not move.

"Can't sleep?" Shen Wangjin's voice sounded behind him, and he was in a low and chaotic state, as if he had just woken up.

"No." Zhuang Yibo responded softly and said, "Just get up and go to the bathroom."

"Oh." Shin Wangjin still responded lightly, but still reached out and took her into her arms.

She turned her body uncontrollably, and the moment she was forced to approach him, she could only smell the clean and refreshing fragrance of his body.

Zhuang Yibo paused, couldn't help but leaned forward slightly and smelled it again.

"Have you smelled enough?" Shin Wangjin's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Does it still taste?"

Zhuang Yibo was suddenly frightened and subconsciously retreated. However, Shen Wangjin put his arms around her waist with one hand and the other held the back of her head with the other, and she had no choice but to retreat.

She tried in vain and did not try hard, nor did she answer his questions, but said in a slight hurried voice: "I'm going to sleep..."

"You woke me up, and you want to sleep?" Shin Wangjin said, slowly understanding the button on her body.

She did not resist or struggle as ever, nor did she resist when he lowered his head and kissed her.

Everything seemed to be no different from before, but it was still different - she was so soft that she was a little unremarkable, and softer than every moment in the past.

The more this happens, the more Shen Wangjin becomes more and more eager, as if he wants to pull her into the abyss together.

She seemed a little scared and couldn't help but want to push him away. She stretched out her hand but accidentally stroked his abdomen.

She touched a scar.

A very obvious scar, such a location, is more like a result of surgery.

But she has never seen it before.

He never let her see his complete body, even if it was a shared bath, he kept her back to him.

In such a moment—
Chapter completed!