Xi Xiaye's brows raised even further, her fair and delicate face blossoming with a rare smile of delight. The stillness in her twinkling eyes was akin to the night sky after the dark clouds had cleared away, multifarious starlight pouring out in torrents.
"How valid are your words of truth? In fact, I seem to be smelling something from you right now..." She slowly smiled and looked at him bemusedly.
He acted calmly as ever and glanced at her. If he made the right guess, then he would not fall into her trap. He answered in a lowered voice, "The smell of manliness that captivates you."
When he said this, Xi Xiaye was stunned for a moment. She then looked at him earnestly and said calmly, "No, it's a sour smell [1]..."
"Purely your imagination, Missus. Do you think that a man as excellent as me would be jealous over a lowly man? Preposterous!"
