Ye Xuan caught a whiff of a fragrance.
It was not the delicate, subtle scent of a young girl.
It was completely different from the peppermint scent on Zhu Zhuqing, or the jasmine fragrance on Xiao Wu.
This fragrance was mature and rich.
It felt like a perfectly ripe honey peach with its skin split open, letting the sweet juice flow out, leaving a lingering fragrance in the mouth after just one breath.
At the same time, it was a bit like a giant deep-sea clam opening and closing slightly—possessing that unique taste of sea salt mixed with the fresh, briny flavor of the clam.
In short,
it was a very moist scent.
Ye Xuan knew this description might sound a bit strange.
Yet it was vividly picturesque and completely accurate.
Chapter 63