บท 877: That's Still A Little Short

After thinking for a while, Liang Xinran added mysteriously, "Actually, I still want to turn him into my husband. What's the point of living without Gu Jingyuan?"

It was precisely because of her personality that Shi Jin dared to praise her brother without holding back.

Shi Jin was mushy from listening, but Liang Xinran was still unaware. "You don't know. He smells so good. It's like that. Do you know the smell of the sun in winter? It's like the smell in the woods. Anyway, I can't describe it, and I can't find any perfume that smells like that. But it's the kind that you can't forget after smelling it. Do you know what I mean?"

She blinked at Shi Jin, who shook her head. "I don't understand. That's my brother, not my boyfriend. I've never smelled him."

Liang Xinran had an expression that said, "Then you're not lucky."

The two of them were talking when Fu Xiuyuan pushed open the door and walked in.