Ye Shengge smelled perfume.
She didn't like to use perfume, and Ji Shiting didn't have the habit of spraying perfume, so this smell could only be Ling Yutong's. Although it was very light, she couldn't ignore it. Under the cover of this smell, she couldn't be close to that man.
Ji Shiting chuckled and pulled her face back, his lips only a centimeter away from hers.
"Are you jealous?"
"No." Ye Shengge bit her lips. "It smells annoying."
The man was dazed, then he seemed to understand something. He stroked her face and said, "Okay, I'll take a shower when I get back, okay?"
The man had a good temper and patience, which made Ye Shengge a bit embarrassed.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and asked, "How long are your blind dates going to last?"
Ji Shiting paused and put his fingers in her hair. "Till I find a suitable marriage partner."
Ye Shengge felt suffocated.
