After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 688 The smell that belongs to him
Is he a man?

Fu Rongchen's forehead twitched with blue veins, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Then I don't know, when can I drink your wedding wine?"

Such nonsensical words made Shangguan Yanran stunned, "What wedding wine?"

The corners of Fu Rongchen's lips twitched, "I heard that you have read a few, are you satisfied?"

When Shangguan Yanran heard the words, she understood what he meant.

She frowned, feeling a little embarrassed.

How could even Fu Rongchen know about her acquaintance?

But, why did she feel that Fu Rongchen looked at her with creepy eyes when he said this?

She coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Are you free today?"

"What are you doing?" Fu Rongchen's voice was flat.

"I'm hungry. If you're free, let's go to Wangchun Tower together." Shangguan Yanran didn't notice Fu Rongchen's strangeness at all. When she mentioned eating, her eyes lit up, and she blinked when she thought of something, "Of course, it's up to you." Treat! Alright, it’s settled, I’ll put down the album and come right over.”

Seeing that she had finished speaking, Fu Rongchen ran away at a trot. If he refused, he had no chance to say it.

He frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable with such Shangguan Yanran.

Not long after, Shangguan Yanran came back.

She stood outside the door and called out, "Fu Rongchen, you can go."

Fu Rongchen frowned, and finally walked out.

Seeing the girl's elated look, she couldn't say anything if she refused.

He didn't remember anything until he was out of the mansion, and he reached out to stop Shangguan Yanran, "Wait a minute."

"Why?" Shangguan Yanran didn't understand why.

Fu Rongchen's eyes fell on her ink-stained face, and he frowned, "You don't want to go out like this, do you?"

Hearing this, Shangguan Yanran lowered her head and looked at her attire. She didn't see anything wrong. She raised her eyes and looked at him strangely, "Why not? Do you want me to redress?"

Fu Rongchen sighed, lowered his head, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to her, "Your face is stained with ink, wipe it off."

"Oh." Shangguan Yanran was stunned for a moment, and then she understood, reached out to take the handkerchief, and asked, "Which location?"

"Left cheek." Fu Rongchen said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yanran took a veil and wiped it on the left side of her face, and asked, "Have you wiped it off?"

Fu Rongchen stared at the stains on her temples and shook his head.

Shangguan Yanran had no choice but to wipe it again, but she blushed, but she couldn't wipe off the ink on her face.

"now what?"

The girl looked at him with watery eyes, Fu Rongchen was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly took the handkerchief from her hand, and helped her wipe off the ink on her face.

Shangguan Yanran was stunned.

Because when he was wiping his face, he took two steps closer, and the distance between them shortened all of a sudden, and she seemed to smell the faint scent of ink on his body.

It's the smell that only belongs to Fu Rongchen.

She was dizzy for a moment, raised her eyes and looked at him quietly.

Although she had given up liking him, this man was still as gentle and handsome as ever, exuding charming charm in every gesture.

Seeing that he carefully folded the dirty handkerchief and put it into his bosom, her heart couldn't help beating faster, and her face was a little hot.

Isn't he too dirty?
Moreover, the veil brushed against her face, yet he kept it close to his body...

She pursed her lower lip, momentarily flustered.

(End of this chapter)