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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