The 365-day trial marriage of the male god: the sweet wife is a bit wild

Chapter 1513 The only home he recognizes
"It's because I'm the daughter of the Ye family..."

"I've said it before, I didn't know your relationship with the Ye family at first." Shan Hanjie interrupted her wild thoughts, her expression became strange.

"Then why? I can't find it when I throw it in the crowd, why is it me?" Qin Youxuan roared hysterically.

Apart from this skin, what else is there that deserves his admiration?
Beautiful women abound, and those who rack their brains to make him take a second look are even more like crucian carp in a river.

Why is it her?
A white light flashed in Qin Youxuan's mind, her nerves froze, and her cat's eyes widened instantly.

"It's because of my body odor, isn't it?"

"..."

"I never asked you, what does this fragrance mean to you?" Qin Youxuan walked towards him step by step, stopped in front of him, raised her hand, and put it under his breath.

"This smell is from a woman you liked before? Could it be that if you don't have this smell, you will let me go..."

"It's my mother."

Shan Hanjie opened his lips suddenly, opened and closed his thin lips, and his voice was very soft, but it managed to make Qin Youxuan freeze.

She even forgot what she was going to say, and just looked at him in astonishment.

"The deodorant on your body is very similar to my mother." Shan Hanjie turned around, walked to the French window, and looked out the window quietly.

Mentioning the woman who gave birth to him and raised him, but finally died because of him, her expression became sullen.

"She doesn't like cosmetics. In order to work, she has to wear heavy makeup on her face. My memory of my mother when I was a child is that every time I take a bath, she hugs me with a touch of body fragrance."

"..."

"In order to take care of me, she has to work desperately. After that, the makeup on her face has hardly been removed. I can't remember her face clearly, but I can't forget the smell of her body."

For him, that is all the memory of home and family.

Until later when he was admitted to a mental hospital, no one knew that the power that supported him without madness was a small sachet.

A sachet that smells just like my mother.

As long as he smells it, it feels like his mother is still around, he is not alone, and he has nothing to be afraid of.

After so many years of deceiving himself, he never let anyone know.

The day I first met Qin Youxuan was the anniversary of his mother's death.

He drank too much and lost control of his emotions. The image of his mother's tragic death kept appearing in his mind, so he lost control and rushed to the road for a while.

She hit him.

It was just an accident, but it was beautiful.

The body fragrance on Qin Youxuan's body was very similar to the smell in his memory. Shan Hanjie's consciousness at that time was not clear at all, but he just instinctively wanted to keep the only warmth left in his memory.

Even later, when he was greedy for her beauty, he pressed her step by step and forced her into his own world.

"This taste is the taste of home for me."

The only home he recognizes.

"..."

Qin Youxuan's body trembled, she blinked her crystal eyes, and the unexpected answer made her feel like being shocked by an electric shock.

"Then Bai Wei and Yu Yueman..." Qin Youxuan suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking.

Faced with the depth in Shang Shan Hanjie's eyes that seemed to absorb her in, he bit his lip nervously.

"How many times do you have to say it before you believe it? It's not just your body fragrance that I'm interested in, but you." Shan Hanjie opened his lips quietly, and his deep voice was bewitching.

(End of this chapter)