"Thank you!" Ji Xueyan took the Ginseng Fruit.
Her nose wrinkled. She could smell a woman's unique fragrance from his body. This smell was very special. It was fresh and heat-resistant, like an empty lark. Her thoughts spun quickly, thinking about whose smell it was.
His mind jolted as he realized that this was Yang Hongling's scent!
She guessed that he was back so late. Could he be with her?
His heart sank, and an inexplicable emotion appeared. It was bitter, complicated, and very unpleasant.
"Why aren't you eating?" Zhang Ronghua was puzzled."
Ji Xueyan collected her thoughts and took off her veil, revealing her delicate and beautiful face. Then, she began to eat the ginseng fruit with small bites.
"Meow!" Purple Cat meowed.
What about the cat's Ginseng Fruit?
Zhang Ronghua stroked its head. It was very soft and smooth. Thinking of the credit he had made this time, he took a ginseng fruit and peeled it, handing it over.