"Indeed, my own little gray wolf, you smell just like me. All... stinky, haha."
"Not stinky. Mommy isn't stinky, and neither am I," Xiaocong said as he sniffed her like a puppy, smelling the sweet fragrance on her.
"Mommy smells the best, the most fragrant," he said proudly with a smile.
Lin Xinlan suddenly remembered when she was a child, how she also loved to snuggle in her mother's arms, loving the scent that came from her.
Perhaps in all children's eyes, their mother's scent is indeed the most pleasant.
She sniffed Xiaocong's scent again; apart from the soft and mild fragrance, there was also a faint smell of milk.
"My baby is also the best-smelling, the most fragrant one," she said as she kissed his cheek, and Xiaocong mimicked her, giving her a kiss in return.
