"Madam, the young master is back," Biya's excited shout came from the attic.
Both of them were stunned. Lin Feiwan was the first to react. Just as she was about to withdraw from his arms, she saw the person holding her in his arms even harder than before.
Lin Feiwan was just about to resist, after all, it was bad for Xiao Che to see it, but she heard him whisper in her ear: "Remember, you can't fall in love with anyone but me! Also, my name is Tingfeng."
After saying that, he kissed Lin Feiwan suddenly on the forehead, then flew away, and was instantly out of sight.
Lin Feiwan froze on the spot, looking at him who had disappeared. If it weren't for the warm touch on her forehead, Lin Feiwan wouldn't be able to figure out whether this was reality or a dream.
"Madam, the young master is back." Biya ran up excitedly.
Lin Feiwan pretended to be walking towards the table as if nothing had happened. Suddenly she saw a straw grasshopper dropped from the bottom. She thought, could it be the person who just dropped it?
It's true, how old are you, and you still play with this little thing?
Lin Feiwan quietly picked up the grasshopper on the ground and hid it in her sleeve, then sat on the chair and continued playing chess
"Madam, the young master is back." Biya ran over and repeated this sentence next to Lin Feiwan, which made Lin Feiwan immediately feel disgusted and thought to herself, isn't it him who is back? Why is he so excited?
"Okay Biya, I understand, you should sit down and take a rest." Lin Feiwan really didn't want to hear her repeat it again.
"Madam, isn't this smell...isn't it the fragrance of ecstasy? Madam, you..." Biya walked around the attic, then turned back to look at Lin Feiwan in confusion.
Only then did Lin Feiwan realize that the fragrance on Tingfeng's body was called the fragrance of ecstasy.
Afraid that Biya would see any clues, she smiled and said, "Is there any? Why didn't I smell it?"
"It's true, madam. This slave is born with a sensitive sense of smell and can smell even the slightest smell."
Lin Feiwan secretly shouted "No", then stood up, walked to the window and looked at the red flowers and green willows outside the window and smiled: "When the flowers are in full bloom, as soon as the breeze passes, the smell of the flowers will naturally come out, and you are afraid of smelling it."
It’s a mixture of potpourri.”
"No, ma'am..."
"Didn't you say that the young master is back? Come downstairs and take me to see him." Lin Feiwan quickly interrupted Biya's questioning. If she inquired further, no matter how hard she concealed it, she would still notice something.