Traces of His Scent

His fingertip landed on her shoulder and he pulled her coat casually. "Put on your coat. It's cold outside."

He tugged at her coat casually, and Shen Chengjing watched him turn the car to the side of the road. Before she knew it, they had arrived in front of an apartment building. He walked around the car to the passenger's side and opened the door.

A gust of cold wind blew. She lowered her head and sniffed her coat. It seemed to have traces of his scent on it.

"What is this place?" After she got out of the car, she stood there and looked around.

The environment was elegant and the location was high-end. However, the surroundings were empty and no one was walking around. It was really a little strange. At least there should be people living in such a high-end place.

"Let's go in and take a look," he said. He reached out his hand and held hers. He walked in with his long legs.