Qin Yuenan's beautiful eyes, which had just been filled with affection, instantly turned cold.
"You never wear perfume."
"Well..."
Lin Shen scratched his cheek. He really hadn't expected Qin Yuenan's sense of smell to be so sharp!
He couldn't even smell anything on himself.
After a moment of careful thought, Lin Shen sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Qin Yuenan into a tight embrace, facing her. He stroked her back through her clothes, feeling the sexy curve of her waist and hips, and spoke softly.
"Are you going to blame me?"
"When have I ever blamed you?"
Qin Yuenan wrapped her arms around Lin Shen's neck. Because of the way they were embracing, she could finally look down into his deep eyes.
In them, she saw a mix of self-reproach and apology.
Qin Yuenan's resolve wavered.
To be honest, she wasn't actually angry at all. She didn't even have any intention of blaming Lin Shen.
