Chapter 2 Cedar in the Taxi

The moment we got into the Taxi, Zhou Zhi'an's head leaned toward me.

Pheromone covered the left side of my body, faint, almost not there.

I quietly drew in a deep breath.

I really couldn't agree that fast next time.

My nose filled with Zhou Zhi'an's faint woody Cedar scent.

I didn't dare move. I was afraid my rapid heartbeat would give my thoughts away.

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