Quick time travel to my 'system' husband

Chapter 353 Cowardly First Sister VS Disfigured Prince (113)

inside the room.

Su Jiujiu, who was asleep, felt someone staring at her, and instantly woke up from the dream. When she opened her eyes and saw that it was Mo Ziyan, she was relieved. It's like falling asleep in the next second.

Su Jiujiu yelled softly at Mo Ziyan: "Husband~ you're back~"

"Ah."

At this moment, Su Jiujiu was like a lazy kitten in Mo Ziyan's eyes. His soft voice passed across his heart, as if a cat's paw was scratching his palm, spreading all the way to the bottom of his heart. In her eyes, there is an indelible tenderness.

Su Jiujiu moved in, cleared half of the space outside, patted it with her hand, and signaled Mo Ziyan to sit over.

Mo Ziyan stepped forward, half body sat on the bed, with his back against the wall, Su Jiujiu moved onto him very actively, put his arms around his waist, buried her face on his stomach, and let out a contented sound Sighing, Mo Ziyan raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly.

Su Jiujiu lay on top of Mo Ziyan and sucked several times.

Oops, oops, it smells so good.

She doesn't like the smell of smoke very much, because she has sinusitis in her body and it makes her feel uncomfortable, so she has always been disgusted with the smell of smoke.

Modern boys can smoke when they go to junior high school. All the boys she meets can smoke. It’s not like Mo Ziyan in ancient times. In addition to the soapy smell of washing clothes, he also has a faint fragrance. It smells like flowers, and it's not the usual incense. It came out of nowhere. As long as Mo Ziyan is close to her, she can smell it. It smells better than perfume. She really likes it very much. When he is together, she can't wait to cling to him, but as an ancient woman, she must be reserved, um, reserved, she is also trying to restrain herself, but sometimes she really can't restrain herself.

The smell, just like poppy, made her addicted.

Ah, it smells really good, smells good, smells good...

Every time she tried to inhale a few more times, she couldn't smell the fragrance anymore.

Mo Ziyan looked down at Su Jiujiu sniffing at him like a puppy, feeling a little funny.

"Ma'am, what are you doing?"

"Husband, you smell so good."

Does he smell good?
He is a rough guy, and he still practices kung fu with his brothers on weekdays, sweating profusely, his body is full of pungent sweaty smell, how can there be the smell she mentioned?

Could it be that there is something wrong with her nose?

Mo Ziyan asked suspiciously, "Is there?"

Su Jiujiu closed her eyes and turned her head. Without even thinking about it, she muttered with certainty: "Of course, can't my husband smell it?"

Mo Ziyan was a little self-doubt by Su Jiujiu's words, and he raised his arm and put it under his nose to smell it, with a confused look on his face.

In addition to the smell of sweat, he only smelled the smell of soap locust.

"Ma'am, did you mean saponin?"

"No, yes, yes, it's like... the smell of my husband's body, I can't say it, it smells very good, faint, fragrant, if you can't smell it, it's fine, I can smell it. .”

"Every time I stay with my husband, I want to smell it a few more times. It smells better than my body. It came out of nowhere."

"Huh? Why didn't I know?"

Mo Ziyan wanted to say more, but Su Jiujiu raised his hand to hold down the mask, unable to open his mouth.

"Okay...husband, please don't talk again, I'm so sleepy...let me sleep for a while."

After finishing speaking, Su Jiujiu even forgot to take back her hands, and found a comfortable place to lean on Mo Ziyan's body, and her breathing gradually became calm.

Mo Ziyan looked helplessly at Su Jiujiu who was sleeping soundly, raised his hand to take her hand off his mask, and carefully placed it by her side.

His wife, to arouse his interest without explaining his doubts, is so tantalizing and tormenting!
Does he really have a fragrance?

Why has he never smelled it?

(End of this chapter)