Lin Shen didn't think much about it and went back to his room to change clothes.

He also has his own room here. After all, Professor Song is his teacher who has taught him since he was a child.

In the room, Qi Yunyi lifted the quilt, breathing a little hard. She was taking deep breaths of fresh air. There was a head next to her, rubbing against her skin in the crook of her neck.

She pushed the furry head away from her neck: "Song Xinglan!"

"I'm just giving evidence."

"Have you come to a conclusion?"

"What you said is true. There really is a fragrance that drives people crazy."

Impossible, she is not the Fragrant Concubine.

Qi Yunyi smelled it herself and smelled nothing, neither fragrant nor smelly. If there was any smell, it was the smell of shower gel, shampoo, and beauty cream for face.

"You can't smell it yourself. If you don't believe me, smell mine."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yunyi leaned over suspiciously and sniffed his neck.

She really smelled a scent, she couldn't tell what it was, but it was undoubtedly a faint fragrance that made her feel very pleasant and intoxicating.

The specific manifestation of being obsessed with him was that she buried her head in his neck, looking clingy and unwilling to leave.

Song Xinglan's eyes were full of smiles, and he put his chin on her head, which made Qi Yunyi so happy that she hugged him tightly.

Compared with Song Mingzhu's pure and abstinent love, Qi Yunyi's love can't be considered vulgar.

So far, Song Xinglan has been very well behaved with his hands, at most placing them on the waist, clenching them, and pinching the waist.

But if you say it's not vulgar, the two of them hug each other and show affection all the time, which can be considered pure.