the boys behind him who were cheering for him were dumbfounded.
the boy was even more dumbfounded.
jing xingyao picked up her bag from the ground. " you guys should go. i'm going to lock the door. "
the boys were in high spirits and ran away in low spirits.
jing xingyao turned off the lights and locked the door. just as she reached the stairs and was about to go down, a hand suddenly reached out from the dark. she was shocked. in the blink of an eye, she was pressed against the wall.
then, she heard someone's low laughter.
"why didn't you do anything this time?"
"i know it's you."
"how did you know?" a certain someone's voice seemed to be even more delighted.
"you smell like sandalwood." fu chen burned incense all year round, so it was inevitable that fu qinyuan's body would have some smell. it was just that he had been in this environment for a long time and had never felt that smell.
"did i?"
