"Does it smell good?"
His voice was somewhat deep, yet still carried a lethal magnetism.
Shen Cheng closed her eyes, inhaling his scent, listening to his strong heartbeat go from steady to frantic, then chaotic before returning to normal.
Finally, she smiled and said, "Mmm, it smells good."
In the end, she added: "But you're not as fragrant as me."
Shi Yu's eyes twinkled with amusement, his arm encircling her shoulders, pulling her closer. His chin gently brushed against her hair: "Mmm, my wife smells the best."
As he spoke, he leaned down to bump foreheads with her, saying in a suggestive tone, "Especially when you're not wearing clothes, it's even more fragrant."
Just knew it, this man couldn't stay serious for more than a few minutes.
Shen Cheng pushed him away, her previously smiling face instantly turning ice-cold: "Go take a shower."
Shi Yu chuckled, bending down and gently pecking her lips.
"Wait for me to come down after I shower and accompany you."
