Jiang Yu felt herself surrounded by a pleasant, fresh fragrance. The scent on Heir Xiao seemed to be a delightful sandalwood, a fragrance she had always remembered.
The man’s arm was around her waist, the physical contact so distinct that Jiang Yu could not ignore it even if she tried.
"Xiao Yan..." Jiang Yu could not help blurting out his name.
Chapter 95