"Body odor?" Jiang Xinli glared at Xuan Ying. "You're the one with body odor!"
'In my past life, no one ever told me I had body odor.'
Not to mention now, her sense of smell was so sensitive she could detect all sorts of pheromones.
Seeing her look both indignant and shyly fragile, the sullen, bitter feeling in Xuan Ying's heart was soothed in an instant.
His voice softened inexplicably. "Little Bumble, it's the pheromones of that Snow Fox."
"I knew it!" Jiang Xinli fumed.
She glanced around and only then realized she was sprawled across Xuan Ying's smooth, broad chest.
He was leaning back against an ice pillow, his clothes having vanished at some point.
Hers too…
Jiang Xinli looked at the area sectioned off by an ice wall and the clothes on the floor, now shattered into ice pellets. Remembering what had just happened, she wished she could crawl under the car and hide.
'Doing this sort of thing in a car… it's not like I couldn't accept it.'
