I Am Like A Pervert

Shen Qianshu's face and ears turned red for no reason. She held the shirt and sniffed lightly. It was the familiar smell of sandalwood. It was faint and far away, and it smelled very good. Shen Qianshu just had her bath, and her face was thoroughly red.

"What the… I am like a pervert!"

Which girl will hold a man's shirt and smell it?

Too perverted!!!

Shen Qianshu hesitated for three seconds and put on the shirt. She casually buttoned up and left the bathroom, heading straight to the cloakroom. After that, she was dumbstruck.

Master, why are you in the cloakroom?

Ye Ling's bedroom was a complete set of rooms. It had everything that was needed. To the right of the bedroom, a connecting door led to the study room. Upon coming out of the bathroom and turning right, it was the cloakroom. Ye Ling was in the cloakroom choosing matching clothes for tomorrow. When he turned around, he saw the enchanting Shen Qianshu.