For him, women's perfumes are just that one smells good and that one is pungent. As for what is special, he really doesn't know.
"Is it special?" Shen Wangjin said lightly, "I don't think it's anything."
After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo just pursed his lips and said, "It smells pretty good."
"Oh." Shen Wangjin only responded lightly and said nothing more.
Zhuang Yibo saw that he slowly closed his eyes again, as if he was really exhausted, and began to close his eyes to rest again. She paused, and without saying anything else, she turned around and went upstairs.
Shen Wangjin was still sitting on the sofa. When he heard her going upstairs, his eyes were still closed, but the corners of his lips slowly curled up.
Zhuang Yibo went upstairs and walked into the bathroom. He took off his makeup, washed his face, showered and washed his hair. After doing this, he did a series of treatments. When he finally dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom, more than two hours had passed.
Shen Wangjin had already returned to the bedroom, probably because she had been occupying the bathroom. He had already taken a shower in the bathroom outside and lay down on the bed peacefully, as if he had fallen asleep.
Zhuang Yibo walked to the side where he usually lay, lifted the quilt and lay down, turned over and lay on his side facing the window, and did not move again.
It was like this for a long time, until early in the morning, Zhuang Yibo finally moved, got up and went to the bathroom, then returned to the bed, and just lay there straight again.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out to her.
Zhuang Yibo's body stiffened slightly, but he still didn't move.
"Can't sleep?" Shen Wangjin's voice sounded behind him, low and chaotic, as if he had just woken up.
"No." Zhuang Yibo responded in a low voice and said, "I just got up and went to the bathroom."
"Oh." Shen Wangjin still responded lightly, but still reached out and took her into his arms.
She turned her body over uncontrollably, and the moment she was forced to get closer to him, she could only smell the clean and refreshing scent of shower gel on his body.
Zhuang Yibo paused, couldn't help but moved forward slightly, and smelled it again.
"Have you smelled enough?" Shen Wangjin's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Is there any smell left?"
Zhuang Yibo was suddenly frightened and subconsciously stepped back. However, Shen Wangjin held her waist with one hand and clasped the back of her head with the other, so she could not retreat at all.
After trying to no avail, she did not try in vain, nor did she answer his questions. She just said slightly hastily: "I'm going to sleep..."
"You woke me up, but you wanted to sleep?" Shen Wangjin said, slowly unbuttoning her body.
She showed no resistance or struggle as always, and when he lowered his head to kiss her, she showed no resistance either.
Everything seemed to be the same as before, but there was still something different - she was incredibly soft, softer than every moment before.
The more this happened, the more Shen Wangjin pushed her further, as if he wanted to drag her into the abyss.
She seemed a little scared and couldn't help but want to push him away. When she reached out her hand, she accidentally scratched his abdomen.
She felt a scar.
A very obvious scar, in such a location, is more likely to be caused by surgery.
But she had never seen it.
He never let her see his complete body, even if they were taking a bath together, he would always let her turn her back to him.
Just like this moment——
As soon as her hand touched that spot, he suddenly grabbed her hand, and the next moment, he directly raised her hand above her head, not giving her any chance to seek help, and letting the tide of love overwhelm her.