Lively and fragrant

"Are you curious about how I know such details?" Ning Haotian calmed down Xia Chan, but was not so calm.

"Curiosity, but I don't want to ask." Ning Haotian returned to his gentle smile at the beginning.

"Why?" This time it was Xia Chan's turn to be curious, she had already made up a perfect reason...

"I, Ning Haotian, can be regarded as well-informed, and I am quite accurate in judging people. I can tell that you are a ruthless character from the hand that was exposed when you entered the door, but I can also see that you have no malice towards my Ning family. " Ning Haotian turned around, with his hands behind his back, his back was a bit vicissitudes...

"After the mountain sacrifice ceremony tomorrow, I will send Fulin to wait for the sedan chair near the Flower Temple. If that Leyan really has a strange fragrance, I will let those flower girls go. If she is just an ordinary flower girl..."

Xia Chan knew what Master Ning meant, "Not only is Xia Chan not an ordinary flower girl, but her sense of smell is also extremely sensitive, so in the end, she numbs her sense of smell first before doing anything."

"Actually, I'm curious about one thing. How do you know that Leyan has the scent of Xueyin on her body? You can't smell it." Ning Haotian couldn't help being curious after all.

"An Qiusheng is in Mowangling, and Le Yan is An Ruohuan, the daughter of An Qiusheng and Xiangxueyin." Xia Chan didn't say much, but Ning Haotian was convinced by her statement. He thought that An Qiusheng was discussing this matter. It happened to be heard by Xia Chan, and Xia Chan and Le Yan were friends, so she knew everything.

"An Qiusheng is back... Mianmian, go back and let Fulin in."

Xia Chan knew that Ning Haotian wanted to ask about An Ruohuan, so she nodded and turned to go out.

The Ningfu at night is still very beautiful, the night is not as hot as the day, and the air is cool, refreshing.

Xia Chan took a deep breath, there was a faint fragrance in the air, it was refreshing and smelled good, like... the smell of Ning Zhiyuan...!

"Ning Zhiyuan!" Xia Chan called out tentatively.

A figure suddenly appeared from the dark grass on the opposite side, and Ning Zhiyuan walked out dejectedly, "How did you see me!"

Xia Chan leaned over him and sniffed left and right, making Ning Zhiyuan feel embarrassed, "What are you doing~"

"It's really the smell of you, no, my nose is not that good!" Xia Chan was a little surprised, her nose is really not sensitive, in this town famous for its fragrance, her nose can only be used as it is .

"What's wrong with me... Do I smell bad..." Ning Zhiyuan stepped back nervously, he couldn't smell his own body...

Xia Chan's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by the always confident little bully showing such an expression. She knew that from today onwards, she would never see Ning Zhiyuan showing a sad expression again.

Xia Chan hugged Ning Zhiyuan's thin waist, laying in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "You smell very good, the best smell in the world! Don't let others smell it!"

Ning Zhiyuan felt terrified at the sight of such a young woman like Xia Chan, "Master, my body is naturally scented! But why don't let others smell it, it's beyond my control!"

"..." Xia Chan's face was filled with black lines. Sure enough, the sadness between her and Ning Zhiyuan could only last for a minute.

"By the way! Why did you run into the grass and stay there! Didn't any bugs bite you?!"

"No! How dare the little bug get close to my body! It's Le Yan. She saw you walking towards the Buddhist hall for fear that you would be scolded. Let me take a look. When I came here, I saw you walking over there. I want to hide and scare you~" Ning Zhiyuan said as he walked back while holding Xia Chan's hand.

"It's Le Yan... that's right! Who dares you to scare me!"

"Ahhh! I was wrong! Don't break my fingers! You are still a woman!"

A miserable cry made Ning Haotian and Fulin who were talking in the Buddhist hall couldn't help mourning for Ning Zhiyuan.

"Fulin, who the hell do you think Xia Chan is?" Ning Haotian knocked on the table.

"Master, Miss Xia Chan must have no malicious intentions, but I don't know how she knows those things in such detail. I don't even know about Le Yan being An Ruohuan... This..."

"Since there is no malice, we might as well give it a try. Ruo Leyan really has that kind of fragrance on her body...the fragrance of snow singing..." Ning Haotian didn't go on talking, but with him who grew up with Fu However, Lin took the order and went out to prepare plans for tomorrow.

The author has something to say: I was hit by the ending yesterday, so I buffered it a bit. I'm really sorry that there is no update.besides!Follow Weibo to comment!Look at my poor little review!I want to cry just thinking about it~