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Chapter 100 Smile, panic

Why do you smell so good?

You...

...

This sentence rang back and forth in my mind. The young boy who was used to being cold and rebellious was panicked, but he still pretended to be calm on his face, lowered his head and sniffed his arm, and asked inexplicably: "Is that true?"

The table was a little familiar with the smell of this scent, so when I asked casually, I obviously didn’t pay much attention to Jingcheng’s appearance.

I didn't ask any more, and the table's gaze was quickly attracted by the things in the bag.

The table withdrew its gaze and stopped asking more questions. At the same time, it reached out and started looking for his own things from the bag.

Xiao followed him while drinking water, and also looked through his phone. He had completely forgotten the list he sent before and now he needs to recall it.

After Jing Cheng sniffed his arm, his mind was full of fragrance.

The indescribable aroma of Beiyu's body has a clear and natural fragrance.

It's very natural, but it's just a little charming fragrance.

The first time I smelled this fragrance from Beiyu, Jingcheng had fallen, and now I am getting used to it.

If it weren't for the table just mentioned, Jingcheng probably wouldn't have paid attention to these things.

He sniffed twice with guilt and pretended to quibble: "No."

Table: "Hey, this is mine, this is also this, this..."

Jing Cheng looked up guiltily and murmured for three words, but saw that the table had long been no longer concerned about this issue, but was choosing his own things.

Jingcheng: →_→

This wave is considered to be great for you.

"Hey, what's so cute? Did you buy it?" After searching for things on the table for a long time, following the list and picking out all of their own things, he found a small hanging ornament in the bottom of the bag.

It was a particularly cute plush toy decoration with an exaggerated appearance as a dead rabbit, the pocket-sized one that can be held with one hand.

It's very small, looking inexplicably cute.

The table thinks that they are a group of rough men, who can buy this one?

So I took it out with some curiosity and asked the little one who also came to pick things up.

"Stop making trouble, I'm so sissy, I'll call the police again." Xiao Yi didn't ask him to bring a few things in total, so this is naturally not his.

So, the rabbit who stretched over the table slapped it and then expressed his rejection.

As a result, Jingcheng looked up and saw the very familiar, cute little rabbit.

My heart skipped a beat, and I swallowed nervously the next second.

The rabbit was not familiar with others, but he was familiar with it.

This one is still hung on Beiyu's handbag during the day.

At that time, Jingcheng asked specifically, the bag Beiyu carried today was not cute, why did he even deliberately hang a rabbit?

Jingcheng remembered that when Beiyu heard him ask, he glanced at the rabbit, and then said helplessly: "You said this? Maomao bought it and made him happy."

Beiyu loved this younger brother very much, so it was nothing if my younger brother gave him a small ornament and strap.

But why did this thing suddenly fall into your pocket?

Jingcheng was nervous, but the next second I felt that why was he panicking?

He has not had an affair and has not poached anyone. He just went into a relationship openly, why should he be afraid?

So, the next second, he had already taken the rabbit back with a cold face, and his voice said without any turbulence: "My."

It was just cold when I let it go, and it was still half a minute before I could get up, so I stood up and watched the fun.

As a result, when the rabbit from Jingcheng was brought back, it happened to float in front of Fang Fang's eyes.

Fang Fang was stunned at first, then said loudly: "Hey, Old Town, are you still playing with this thing?"

Jingcheng was extremely embarrassed by just one sentence, but he had to nod.

Fortunately, the young man's face was cold enough to support all his guilt.

A smile on his face and a panic in his heart.

Fang Fang did not look at Jingcheng carefully. After saying aloud, he immediately followed: "Hey, it's not right, why am I so familiar with smelling this fragrance?"

Jingcheng: →_→

Don't make trouble, brother, don't you understand if you see through it or not?

Jingcheng felt guilty, but he still pretended to be fine as much as possible and asked softly: "Do you? I don't think so."

If you listen carefully, the sound is actually very weak.

But a group of rough men, who would listen carefully to this?

"Oh, by the way, during Didi live broadcast today, Qiao Qiao went to give him gifts. This girl is really, aren't anyone else good? She has to stare at you, oh." Fang Fang said a slut, and then quickly ran back to his position.

It’s almost time to end my daily life after lying on the ground for more than 30 seconds.

He should also get up and kill all directions.

"How could I have a teammate like you? P. I'll give you a head if you disagree. You fake Xiahou Dun!" Didi was still there, but when she looked up, she saw that her teammate actually ran to chat.

Even if you are already lying on the ground every day, at least look at the small map and other teammates’ situation?

"I'm here, I'm not so paper-making, it's obviously a bit hard." Fang Fang didn't want to admit that his Xiahou Dun was particularly prone to death.

As a result, Didi sneered: "Ha, the king of sluts, you have given 8 heads to me. Are you embarrassed to say you are a lot of hard?"

"Ah, you didn't say that when you were selling meat." Fang Fang felt very wronged. He wanted to be a berserker, but the two positions in the team kept calling there, why didn't the meat go? Why did the meat run away by itself?

What else can he do?

You must not cooperate with your teammates, otherwise this game will be really going to be a disaster.

Fang Fang was attracted by Didi and did not say anything about the familiar smell of perfume, although he might have just a flash of inspiration in his mind.

But he didn't take it seriously anymore. Jing Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as his body was in a relaxed state, he heard Le, who had already taken his own things, muttering in a low voice: "Why do I feel that the fragrance on you are a little familiar?"

Jingcheng:-_-|||

Holmes, what should I do?

Jingcheng was a group of guilty people, but what should he say about such a thing?

What if Beiyu is not very happy?

He has a lot to worry about.

Taking away his things, especially the little rabbit holding it tightly in his palm. Jing Cheng didn't stay in the training room for long, so he turned back to the room.

"Hey, are you going upstairs?" Le hurriedly shouted when he saw Jingcheng going upstairs.

Jing Cheng subconsciously paused, and his heart panicked again. He hesitated for a moment before responding: "Yes."

"Oh oh." le was a daily concern. After asking, he continued to talk to the table.
Chapter completed!
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