For Ji Yao's attention, he would do anything. The only issue was that he couldn't understand why. He didn't bother figuring out the reason as he decided to live in the moment.
"Yao-ge, don't you want it back?" he asked with a throaty chuckle that made Ji Yao want to hit him again but he only had one pillow left and wasn't willing to sacrifice it.
"No," he replied as he covered his entire head with the quilt. If he knew what Ji Yao did after that he would have personally grabbed that pillow and threw it out of the window.
Rui Fei didn't have olfactophilia or anything like that but he especially loved Rui Fei's scent. It was for this reason that he sniffed that pillow with no reservations. Ji Yao's scent seemed to penetrate his aetherial veins soothing his agitated soul. An instant warmth enveloped his aether each time he smelt it cleansing that dark energy within his core.
