I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 523 His Perfume Memories
"Ok."

That's how she responded to him at the time.

Bian Jichen glanced at her at the time, hummed, picked up the coat on the back of the chair with his hand and put it on his arm, then walked towards her, following her in the same direction, and walked straight from her. walked around.

He sprayed a light fragrance today.

Jiang Chacha smelled the cedar-like perfume on his body again, and she obviously didn't want to think about it, but she couldn't control it.

Smell can recreate the scene at that time.

All the memories of the smell of the perfume entered her mind without knocking.

There are two people sitting on the sofa sharing dinner and watching a TV series, and there is a picture of a Samoyed nesting on the sofa.There was a picture of her accidentally falling asleep while studying on the sofa, and he walked over without making a sound, and gently put his coat on her body.

And that coat had this cedar scent.

Jiang Chacha seemed to smell the dampness of the summer rain, and there was a faint smell of cedar in the air. The next second, he held a black umbrella and landed in front of her in time and fate.

There was no reason to talk about these memories, and they entered her mind forcefully.

Jiang Chacha pinched her palm in time to let herself escape from these glass candy memories.

She looked at the mysterious back of the man in the aisle without changing her face, and she couldn't take it easy.

I knock.

She never expected that this perfume would have such a strong stamina.

What is this called?
Is this called memory killing?
Oh, but she hates him a little now, she doesn't want to recall these things.

Originally, she wanted to stand on the same level with him on the same road, but Jiang Chacha deliberately lagged behind him by a full three steps. He walked in front, and she deliberately kept this safe social distance, for fear of smelling him again. The smell of perfume on my body, and then I couldn't help recalling those memories.

She was full of ghostly thoughts, and followed slowly after staring at his shadow.

In her eyelids, the long shadow on the ground suddenly stopped.

She also stopped, raising her head slowly.

I saw Bian Jichen standing at the end of the corridor. Relying on his physique and temperament, he stood there with his coat on his hands. There was an atmosphere that he had just walked out of a dinner party. He was born to be a young master, born noble feel.

His eyes fell on her.

"Why are you walking behind me?"

It can't be said that I'm afraid of smelling the perfume on your body.

So Jiang Chacha said nonsense without blushing, "I'm afraid of society, and it feels safer to walk behind."

This answer is not right.

Bian Jichen looked at her quietly, and looked away without saying a word.

He was as calm as he was looking at a stone on the road just now.

To him, she seemed to be such a non-existent person.

Jiang Chacha restrained the smile on her face, and subconsciously released the sharp edges and corners to protect herself.

Scumbag.

After leaving the school gate, I got into the car.

The lights were on inside the car, but it was still mostly in shadow.

And Bian Jichen was sitting beside her, with his hands on his lap, she turned her head, and through the reflection of the glass, she could see the reflection of his profile on the car window.

It was a great face, but when it was cold it hurt like ice.

It was the same scene as last time.

After getting into the car, the two remained silent.

He was deliberately indifferent to her. In this case, it was even more impossible for Jiang Chacha to take the initiative to find a topic to ease the embarrassment.

She had scolded Bian Jichen countless times in her heart.

Last time he was almost going to confess his love to her. Seeing how deadly he is, he is so cold as hell. Is this called liking her?fart! !Ghost letter!
I like it, and after only a few days of pursuing it, I turned back into an unattainable male god. Is this considered liking?
Sure enough, men's words must not be trusted, men are big pigs.

On the surface, Jiang Chacha's expression didn't look strange.But her hands on her legs were tightly gripping the hem of the skirt, almost twisting the skirt into twists.

She used to be an idiot, that's why she felt that Bian Jichen liked her.

Soon, the man next to her noticed her frightening movement of twisting twists.

He turned his face and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Chacha immediately let go of her shameful thoughts. She opened her shoulders and sat very ladylike, trying to hide it. "It's okay. I'm too tired from work today. This is my unique way to relieve stress."

Bian Jichen's black eyeballs slowly moved a few times, and after he was politely concerned, he politely distanced himself and smiled, "It's fine."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew his gaze indifferently and miserly.

Ginger tea:...

Damn, even more angry.

(End of this chapter)