As Pei Jingchuan gently held Jiang Yuzhu in his arms, a slight, devilish smirk crept up the corners of his lips. He spoke in a deep voice.
"Why are you avoiding me, Yuzhu?"
Jiang Yuzhu's heartbeat quickened, she felt a mixture of embarrassment.
In Pei Jingchuan's arms, she tried to maintain her composure but couldn't hide her own nervousness.
Her voice trembling, she said, "Jingchuan, go have a shower first, you... you really stink."
Upon hearing this, Pei Jingchuan paused slightly, then lowered his head with a soft laugh, sniffing himself.
His body only had a faint scent of Gucci perfume, not the smell Jiang Yuzhu was referring to.
He lifted his head, looking at Jiang Yuzhu with a devilish expression, and softly retorted, "Yuzhu, I only smell perfume. Are you lying to me?"
Jiang Yuzhu realized her excuse was exposed, her cheeks grew even more flushed.
She lowered her head, avoiding Pei Jingchuan's gaze and spoke softly, "No... I just wanted to shower first."
