"I like it, it's incredibly beautiful," Jian Shichu kissed her over and over, then looked up at her face, "Where did Nanny find you from?"
"Just like with your brother, from a pile of garbage," Ye Qingci finally opened her eyes and held his hand, "So... I stink."
"Nonsense!" Jian Shichu sniffed at her neck, "You must be a Flower Fairy, I have never smelled anything so wonderful. It's just too faint—I can never get enough of it. And... I always feel like I have smelled this scent before, but no matter how hard I try, I can't remember." Ye Qingci laughed, "Too much of anything isn't good, a faint scent is just perfect."
"I know, you're deliberately scheming," Jian Shichu bit her in the hollow of her neck, "You intentionally make your scent so light so that I can't get enough, so that I will want to keep smelling it over and over, for a lifetime."
"If that's really the case, it would be good," Ye Qingci laughed softly, intertwining her fingers with his.
