Shutting the door behind, she walked in proper with her gaze fixed on the best white sheets on his bed.
As his minty scent hit her nose, the smile on her face broadened as her eyes shone brightly.
The scent here was just like she remembered it. It was engraved deeply in her memory, and stepping into here, reminded her of how badly she had missed him.
Smiling to herself, she rushed to his bed. Putting the box down at the foot of his bed, she immediately jumped on his bed. And as her body landed on his bed, she started rolling on his sheets and inhaling his scent left on his sheets.
Luckily, this was not a new sheet, otherwise, she would have been greatly disappointed.
Shrieking excitedly, she continued rolling on the bed and the more she did that, the more her hair became disheveled.
Zhang Liling continued this way in her own fantasy until she heard the soft knocks resounding on the door.
"Huh..."
