"No, I just accidentally got scratched by a price tag while trying on clothes..." Jiang Xinli told a little lie. "But I'm fine now."
Xuan Ying took the pile of clothes from her arms and reached out to ruffle her hair. "You little goof, be more careful next time."
"Okay."
"Then what about this—" Sheng Tianze leaned down, gently raising her chin. His golden eyes fell upon her lips.
Her delicate lips were slightly swollen, and there was a tiny, freshly scabbed-over wound.
Recalling the image of Hua Xi and her kissing passionately in the fitting room, Sheng Tianze's gaze darkened slightly.
However—
The fitting rooms here only had one door.
To prevent what happened last time, he and Xuan Ying had kept an eye on each other, both standing guard at the entrance.
Besides, there was no scent of Male Beastman pheromones on Jiang Xinli.
But it seemed even the scent of the pheromones he had released on her before had disappeared...
