In front of the house, Xu Qianqian returned the coat to Jiang Nian.
Seeing him staring at the coat in his hands, she couldn't help but ask.
"What's with that expression."
Jiang Nian, not treating her as an outsider, rubbed his face and said.
"Should I take a big whiff of the coat now or sneak a big whiff when I get home."
"Get lost!" Xu Qianqian gave him a shove, pushing him into the opposite house, "Jiang Nian, can you stop being so low-grade?"
Jiang Nian half-closed the door and thought seriously for a while.
"I can't."
Xu Qianqian: "..."
Forget it, she's done with him.
With a bang, the door closed.
Seeing this, Jiang Nian chuckled, carrying the coat inside.
He didn't do the otaku action of spinning around while sniffing the coat because he had already smelled enough while holding the umbrella.
If it were stockings, that would be another matter.
