If others drink and spill, they don’t need it, so they use tea instead of wine.

It is rare to find someone who can say anything, and it is their fate.

Not long after, A Miao walked in and held a pot of boiled water in her hand.

Then she soaked the tea, Hongsu pulled up her sleeves and smelled it. The faint fragrance of plum blossoms was still there, and when she came, she went into the toilet, afraid that something would smell?

As a result, there was nothing, and it was still the faint fragrance of plum blossoms. She also asked A Miao specifically whether there was a stinky smell on her body, but A Miao said that it did not.

In the past, if she went outside, she rarely drank other people's tea. It was not that she didn't want to drink it, nor that she disliked other people's tea, but because she drank too much, she just had to go to the toilet. After passing through the toilet, she would always have some strange smell. It was not that she was at her own home, and it was not convenient to change clothes or incense.

Every time she goes out of the toilet, she will be afraid and will smell bad, and she will also make others retreat.

"What did you smell?"

The teacup that Shen Qingci gently turned gently also touched the temperature of the lotus cup between his fingertips, which warmed her hands a little, and of course it made her feel sad, and she retreated a little.

It’s not about accepting one’s fate, it’s just about figuring out, it’s about not wanting to go back, but about waiting for a good time and waiting for a suitable opportunity as Hong Su said.

In fact, she has been waiting for the opportunity.

When she saw Hong Su smelling her sleeves, she also smelled her own.

She is not Shen Qingci now, and of course there is no incense of the Lou family. If the Lou family girl has incense, she will not have any incense on her body, and she will not be stained with mixed fragrances, but she is not.

So she was also afraid of other smells on her body. No matter how hard she was when she was bathing, she was still afraid of what smell would be left on her body, even if it was fragrant.

Fortunately, there is not much fragrance on her body now, but there is a little orchid fragrance, slightly light and faint.

And are there any problems with Lusu?

No, it was just Mei Xiang, but she smelled it from afar.

Hong Su couldn't help but smell his sleeves again.

"Did you smell anything on me?"

"have."

Shen Qingci didn't have to be too deliberately, lying on her and smelling like a puppy, just know what the smell would be on her body?

"It's Meixiang. You used balm today, rouge, and a single plum fragrance bead that was in your purse."

"How did you know?"

Hong Su stretched out her hand and pinched Shen Qingci's face, "Even A Miao doesn't know where you learned it from? Could it be that you arranged some eyeliner around me?"

Shen Qingci patted her hands away.

"I made those things, have you used them? How can I not know?"

"Do you know what is the most important thing to be a perfumer?"

Shen Qingci took the cup forward and placed it on his lips. His eyelashes happened to fall down lightly, and the inexplicable light at the corners of his eyes were removed.

"What is it?"

Hong Su didn't know, and then she pointed at herself, "Can you see what I can do?"

"You're too old."

Shen Qingci is quite good at stinging people's hearts, but he still cuts it with a big sword wheel.

Hong Su's eyes twitched for a moment, "Is she old?" She is obviously so young, but she is young and beautiful.

“It’s best when you are eleven or twelve.”

Shen Qingci's next sentence finally made Hong Su's face smooth again.
Chapter completed!