Exclusive Fragrance (3)

However, Li Moying didn't answer her.

He looked at her from head to toe, as a hazy image appeared in front of his eyes.

That familiar flowing dress, the hem was like a floating cloud. It felt as though the young lady whom he had loved for two lifetimes had once again appeared before him, coming close to him.

Moreover, he seemed to have smelled that familiar scent.

Seemingly as though there was.

That was Huang Yueli's exclusive fragrance, which would rove over him every single night in his dreams.

"Li'er… is… that you?"

His thin lips parted as though he was mumbling something. But he spoke so softly that even Li Leyun, who stood a short distance away, could not hear him clearly.

Li Leyun was excited by his scorching gaze, her heart beating so hard that it seemed as though it was about to jump out from her throat.