"Yino, you're giving off a delicious scent."
Early in the morning, even while washing her face and brushing her teeth, Jinyue couldn't help but snuggle against Yino.
She was becoming more and more like a clingy little fox, while Yino, looking at himself in the mirror as he brushed his teeth, seemed to feel that his face was becoming more refined.
This feeling was a bit strange, like that of a delicate scholar or pretty boy.
"Can you smell what race I am?"
Yino suddenly spoke up.
As his words fell, Jinyue immediately snapped out of her affectionate nuzzling.
"Bird."
"Hey, that's not helpful."
Yino waved his hand dismissively, rinsed his mouth, wiped his face, and got dressed.
He had practiced cultivation through the night and barely slept. Today, early in the morning, Yino wanted to take advantage of the last day to claim the secret treasures that should be his.
