What Do You Mean My Dream Guy Is an Oversized Little Boy? Junior, You Smell So Good!

The next morning, before the morning mist had dissipated on Sea God Island, Jiang Yu was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Here I am, here I am, don't rush, senior."

The knocking was urgent and forceful. The wooden door of this cabin wasn't made of any special material, and the sleepy Jiang Yu quite suspicious. If the senior student outside kept knocking on the door like that, it would probably be reduced to pieces on the spot.

After quickly washing his face, Jiang Yu hurriedly opened the door.

The early morning light on the distant horizon was unusually bright, so bright that Jiang Yu could hardly open his eyes.

But after he got used to it, he was immediately slightly amazed by the person in front of him.

The first thing that appeared before Jiang Yu, mingled with the cool morning air, was a beautiful yet spirited face. Although this face was not as stunning as Ning Tian's, nor as cold and beautiful as Wu Feng's, it possessed its own captivating warmth, especially the bright smile that shone through when her eyebrows were slightly raised, which was particularly eye-catching.

She looked to be no more than twenty-four or twenty-five years old, wearing the red school uniform standard for Inner Court disciples. She had a slender figure, and her long golden-red hair was simply tied up, with a few strands sticking to her forehead, making her slightly upturned eyes look even more dashing.

Before Jiang Yu could even speak, the person in front of him exclaimed in surprise:

"You're Jiang Yu, right? I didn't come to the wrong dorm?"

As she spoke, Wu Ming took two steps back and checked the dormitory number next to the door frame again.

"It's definitely dormitory number 91."

Seeing Wu Ming's shocked and bewildered expression, Jiang Yu smiled slightly and then said:

"Senior, stop looking, I am Jiang Yu."

Wu Ming's eyes widened, filled with shock, as if burning with golden-red flames.

"But my Grandmaster sister said I'm supposed to take care of an eleven-year-old child, but you're like this..."

Wu Ming's lips moved slightly as her gaze swept over Jiang Yu's tall and slender figure and his almost otherworldly silver hair, finally settling on Jiang Yu's face, which was considered by women to be absolutely stunning.

"Tell me, what about you makes you look like an eleven-year-old? If you didn't tell me, I would have thought you were a freshman who just entered the Inner Court last year."

Wu Ming's mind was in turmoil.

Last night, when her Grandmaster specifically asked her to take care of a boy who had been admitted to the Inner Court without taking the entrance exam at the age of eleven, she was extremely unwilling. After all, taking care of an eighteen-year-old New Student last year had been quite a hassle for her, let alone an eleven-year-old kid this time.

But Zhang Lexuan persuaded him relentlessly, even subtly suggesting that Jiang Yu was different from the other New Student, not only mature but also an unparalleled cultivation genius, before Wu Ming finally agreed.

But the Jiang Yu she had imagined was just a little kid who wasn't even as tall as her and hadn't even grown any hair yet.

But what is standing in front of her now?

He's the perfect man she's ever been in!

But why is her crush only eleven years old?!

Wu Ming was getting a little frustrated; what was all this nonsense?

What do you mean, my crush happens to be a grown-up boy?!

Wu Ming felt a deep sorrow in her heart.

God is so unfair! She doesn't like young boys like Ruoruo does, so why can't Jiang Yu a few years older, even just one year older would be fine?

Is it possible that she, this "leftover woman," will never be able to shake off the "leftover" Golden Crow in her lifetime?

Seeing that Wu Ming was lost in thought, Jiang Yu lightly and said to the seemingly not-so-bright senior in front of him:

"Senior, are you alright?"

Upon hearing Jiang Yu's clear voice, Wu Ming shuddered and instantly snapped back to reality.

"Okay, senior is really good, so good that she can eat three bowls of rice in one meal."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Ming felt an urge to slap herself across the face.

But she reacted quickly, immediately changing the subject:

"Ahem, junior, my name is Wu Ming. I'm several years ahead of you, but I'm definitely older than you. You're new here, so you must not be familiar with the Inner Court. Come on, come on, let me take you to have breakfast first, and then I'll show you around the Inner Court and help you make some friends. That way, I guarantee no one will dare to bully you in the Inner Court in the future."

Wu Ming patted his chest and solemnly guaranteed.

But Jiang Yu's attention was not on her words at all, but on the ripples caused by her actions.

Jiang Yu's eyes widened slightly.

Wow, it turns out my senior is quite the hidden talent.

Even in a school uniform, it's so soft and magnificent; imagine how much more beautiful it would be in other clothes...

Rippling out?

Jiang Yu swallowed hard, gaining a completely new understanding of this Golden Crow Saint (leftover woman) who, in the original work, was known as one of the two active volcanoes of the Inner Court, alongside the Flame Maniac Ma Xiaotao.

At the same time, he also had a vague, strange feeling.

This senior, known for her fiery temper, was being far too gentle and attentive to him...

Could it be that she wants to play a simulation game?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu's gaze towards Wu Ming's retreating figure became even more inquisitive.

To be honest, this senior seems quite interesting.

For the entire day, Jiang Yu followed the enthusiastic Wu Ming around, getting a clear understanding of the layout of the entire Sea God Island.

As evening fell, Wu Ming, still full of energy, pulled Jiang Yu a high slope on the Outer Court of Sea God Island.

"Look, junior! This is the best spot on the entire Sea God Island to watch the sunset, and we're lucky—the sunset is exceptionally magnificent today."

Jiang Yu sat on the only bench in this small open space, his gaze sweeping over the Inner Court, and nodded in agreement.

From afar, tonight's sunset resembles an overturned palette, with orange-red, magenta, and shimmering gold intertwined, burning half the sky and creating a breathtaking spectacle.

"It's beautiful, much more beautiful than what I saw in the Outer Court."

Upon hearing Jiang Yu's assessment, Wu Ming tossed her long, golden-red hair and then sat down directly next to Jiang Yu.

She had just settled down and was about to say something when her nose suddenly twitched a few times. Then, she tilted her head closer to Jiang Yu and said with some surprise:

"Junior, you smell so good, did you wear perfume?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu nearly choked on his own saliva.

Seriously, senior, your comment is making it hard for me not to suspect you're a pervert...

"You're joking, senior. How could a guy like me wear perfume?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming frowned slightly, then leaned closer and sniffed again.

But this one sniff caused Wu Ming to uncontrollably reveal an expression mixed with infatuation and greed.

"No, no, you have such a wonderful fragrance that makes me want to take a bite out of you..."

Jiang Yu's lips twitched.

Dude, is the senior student from the Inner Court being single for too long causing her to feel repressed? Why is she making such a comment...?

etc.

Jiang Yu suddenly thought of something, then shook Wu Ming, who still looked like a lovesick woman.

"Senior, does the fragrance I wear give off a rich and elegant feeling?"

Wu Ming was completely unaware of what she had just said. After the puppy nodded, it added:

"And for some reason, the moment I smell your fragrance, I feel a comfortable sensation, as if my whole body is wrapped in a soft quilt..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu suddenly understood.

If he wasn't mistaken, the scent emanating from him should be that of a 100,000-year-old Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower.

The Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower is a pure yang tonic Immortal Herb with fire attributes. Even if Jiang Yu and Wu Feng join forces, it will be difficult for them to completely digest its medicinal power in a short period of time. During this period, some of the medicinal power of the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower in their bodies will dissipate.

These auras are inconspicuous to ordinary Soul Master, but they have an extremely terrifying attraction to any Fire-attribute Soul Master.

Wu Ming's Martial Soul is the Golden Crow, one of the Beast Martial Soul closest to the Ultimate Fire. Her sensitivity to the aura of the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower far exceeds that of ordinary people. In addition, the fact that the two of them were so close just now allowed her to detect this aura, which is why she turned into this puppy shape.

Back when he was inside the giant cocoon, Wu Feng, who was burned beyond recognition by the medicinal power of the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, was also drawn to him by the medicinal power of the Earth Dragon Golden Melon, and was driven by instinct to approach him...

"Junior, you smell so good, I'm already addicted... Could you let me smell you for a while every day? Otherwise, I can't sleep soundly..."

Before anyone knew it, Wu Ming had most of her body pressed against Jiang Yu, her face showing a look of infatuation as if she were on a high.

Jiang Yu sighed helplessly, feeling that it might be difficult to shake off Wu Ming anytime soon...