"Is there? Where is it? Let me smell."
Leng Wushuang finally released Fang Yi, then raised her arm, sniffing here and there, finally looked up and laughed: "Oh, little junior brother, you're playing with your senior sister, where is the strong perfume smell? You're very naughty."
"Really? Then maybe there's something wrong with my nose, I smelled it wrong." Fang Yi rubbed his nose with his hand and did not insist.
"It's cold outside, so your senior sister will go inside first." With that, Leng Wushuang quickly walked into the infirmary.
Fang Yi looked back at Leng Wushuang walking into the infirmary, her pace slightly urgent. By rights, this third senior sister shouldn't show such a flaw. Given her strength, she wouldn't make such a mistake.
However, there is another explanation.
That is, this third senior sister really couldn't hold it anymore, reaching the limits of injury.
