Joy: "..."
Could it be that you can smell the scent of Marvelon under the couch?
Joy shook her head, "I didn't put anything. I just brought my clothes and a piano."
Dean was staring at the couch with furrowed brows.
Joy seemed calm on the surface, but inside she was panicking. My goodness, Mr. Reed, you must be a dog spirit, how come your nose is so sharp!
Without saying anything else, Dean grabbed Joy's hand and started leading her out, "Don't stay in this room."
"Ah, if I don't stay here, where do I stay? All my things are here, even if I don't stay, I need to move my things."
"Someone will help you move."
Dean looked upset. He hated the smell he sensed, especially when it was on Joy.
"You go out first and wait for me, I want to change my pajamas, these are a bit cold." Joy had to calm down and find an excuse to get the Marvelon!
Dean said coldly, "Cold? You'll be warm in a bit."
Joy: "..."
