Chen An reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist. He kissed her on the cheek and smiled.
"Smell my scent first and guess what the Holy Lord is looking for me for."
Song Huaying did as she was told. Her nose was close to his body as she sniffed seriously for a while.
It smelled like a man.
It smelled like a woman.
Among them, the woman's smell was very unfamiliar.
"Husband, did you eat up the Holy Lord?"
Song Huaying made a bold guess.
Chen An snapped his fingers and praised his wife.
"As expected of Ying'er. She's smart."
"Have you really eaten up the Holy Lord?"
Song Huaying was also shocked. She did not expect her guess to be right.
Soon, she flattered her husband like a fangirl.
"Husband is really powerful. Even the Holy Lord can't resist your charm. Ying'er must have saved the world in her previous life to be able to be your official wife."
"What a sweet mouth."
