The romance that Lun Chuan hadn't yet spoken came to an abrupt halt, seeing Song Tan trying hard not to laugh beside him, he also felt somewhat embarrassed.
In the end, it was Song Tan who saved him: "I'm not very fond of mugwort, I prefer the fragrance of Lemon Blossom that you had last year."
Lun Chuan hadn't yet reacted before he noticed that everyone busy in the courtyard had cast their gaze over.
A moment later, even though he hadn't done anything, he couldn't help but blush, then explained: "That was custom-made too, exclusively floral scent— the top note is Milan, after a while it transforms into Lemon Blossom. But the fidelity of the floral scent is quite high..."
He didn't finish explaining because Zhang Yanping had already leaned over curiously:
"How long does it take for it to transform?"
Lun Chuan realized belatedly, and couldn't help but close his mouth at that moment.
