小说:从捡垃圾到大唐战神(后续入口)

Mo Shichen heard the soft and unarticulated voice, and his frowned brows unconsciously 

stretched out, and a faint fragrance of the room seeped into his air.

That fragrance... awakened a long-lost sense of familiarity, this feeling... where has it 

ever happened before...

Chapter 6

He unconsciously moved to her side, his tone of voice lazy: "What are you going to do?"

Tang Wan was stunned. Six years ago, she sprayed the scent that she had just developed. It 

was colorless but the scent was very light. It was as light as a body scent that radiated 

from the body, wandering around the flower field. The son was not happy, but at the mask 

ball, Mo Shichen sat beside her, approached her, and said, "You are so fragrant!"

Then he lay on her lap and fell asleep!

Back then, she left a few bottles of the same fragrance in the room, which was snatched by 

Tang Wanrou, and only needed three drops each time to make Mo Shichen fall asleep. Now that 

Tang Wanrou's incense has no effect on Mo Shichen, I am afraid that the incense she left 

behind has run out.

In her investigation, Tang Wanrou also self-made incense, but it was obviously ineffective 

for Mo Shichen!

Tang Wanxin was too focused on the memory, which aroused Mo Shichen's dissatisfaction. This 

woman sat beside him but was...wandering?

He leaned over, and the closer he got to her, the more he felt sleepy...

Tang Wanxin only felt his shoulders sink, and the fragrance bottle in his hand was knocked 

off by the man's hand, and all the perfume in the bottle was spilled on the blanket.

A heavy object pressed over.

Tang Wanxin turned his head and looked at the man who fell in her arms, with a shocked 

expression on his face...

This...Sleep? !

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