Eve of the Grand Event (2)

Di Prince's Mansion.

Inside an opulent room.

Zhou Zhi sat down by the bed.

A smile rested on his face as he looked at the young girl poking out her little head.

He caught a faint fragrance in the air. It did not seem to be incense, but rather Beigong Dongzhi's natural scent.

It was not strong—on the contrary, it was only the faintest trace.

Seeing that Zhou Zhi did not answer.

Little Mushroom immediately ducked her head back beneath the covers. She must have been terribly embarrassed.

"Zhou Zhi, you're awful."

Little Mushroom's muffled voice came from beneath the blanket, carrying a young girl's particular shyness.

"This is an obvious courtship signal. It happens to coincide somewhat with the adult joke I wanted to tell before."

Twenty-Three was also someone who lacked emotional intelligence. As the strongest Human Dragon of the former Pestilence world, she truly had little need for such things.

The amusement in Zhou Zhi's eyes surfaced unconsciously.

If his Past Life had been cold and dark.

Then after coming to this era, he had felt tenderness.

The strange tickling sensation, like spring cherry blossoms falling onto his palm, brought him a sense of certainty.

"Dongzhi."

"Who taught you this?"

Zhou Zhi lowered his head slightly and pulled open a small gap in the blanket.

A trace of a young girl's warmth spread out from within.

Beigong Dongzhi curled up in The Depths like a little squirrel, nervously watching Zhou Zhi outside the opening.

"No one taught me. I figured it out myself."

Beigong Dongzhi said so.

Zhou Zhi seemed to understand.

He had known Beigong Dongzhi for several years.

By now, the girl had long since grown into a graceful young woman. She was no longer that round-faced little fool from back then.

A special pheromone