Lu Ping returned to Ning Youwei's villa in a cheerful mood, but as soon as he opened the door, Liu Qingcheng rushed up, her eyes sharp as they sized him up.
"Sniff sniff..."
She even flared her delicate little nose, sidled up to Lu Ping to take a sniff, and then disdainfully covered her nose with her pale hand and fanned it in front of her face.
"What are you doing? Acting like a little dog, trying to sniff for another dog's scent on me?"
Lu Ping's eyes were teasing as he deliberately kidded.
Liu Qingcheng stared at him meaningfully, her lips curling in disdain.
"You are the dog. I'm checking for the scent of other women on you, to see if you've been messing around!"
She said with a look of pride, "Tsk tsk, I can tell. There are at least three different perfumes on you, which means you must have had intimate actions like hugging or holding hands with at least three women!"
