She had even forgotten about Su Yuming's visit that day.
The next day, Mu Yin woke up to find the space beside her empty.
Seeing the sunlight spilling all over the floor, she hastily checked the time—it was almost noon.
Perhaps it had been too long since she'd had such good days; she was becoming a bit too indulgent.
Mu Yin habitually buried her small face in the bathrobe that had somehow become cradled in her arms, took a gentle breath in, and caught the scent that belonged to him.
But today, something seemed off.
She quickly opened her eyes to see, huh…
When did a deep blue item get tucked inside? Mu Yin, puzzled, pulled it out and saw that it was his underwear from yesterday.
Mu Yin's face heated with a "buzz".
Upon closer inspection, she even found a note stuffed among them. It was scrawled with the words: How's the scent?
"…" Mu Yin felt as though she had been scalded by boiling water and frightfully threw it away.
Ah, how embarrassing!
