Shen Jin lay helplessly on the bed, burying her entire face in the pillow and greedily breathing in its scent.
She often watched short videos where other girls talked about their boyfriends having a slightly unpleasant yet utterly addictive "dog smell."
This must have been it.
Lying on Yun Xiaoran's pillow, Shen Jin looked at Sister Hua on her screen and said, "But I don't want to give this pillow back yet."
"Why? It's just a pillow. Why not return it?" Sister Hua leaned closer to the camera and asked, puzzled.
"You wouldn't understand. This scent is seriously addictive." A faint smile curled Shen Jin's lips as she looked at Sister Hua.
"I wouldn't understand, huh? Haha. Does everything belonging to your boyfriend smell good?" Sister Hua looked at Shen Jin enviously.
I'm not jealous. I'm not jealous at all.
Honestly, I'm really not jealous of anything...
"So what can I do to make Yun Xiaoran fall for me?" Shen Jin had practically exhausted every brain cell, but she still couldn't think of a good way to make Yun Xiaoran like her.
Who would have thought? Who could have imagined that Shen Muge, the self-proclaimed National Goddess of mainland China, would one day get anxious over her boyfriend?
If word of this got out, wouldn't her fans show up at Yun Xiaoran's door, one after another, to make him pay?
"Perhaps you should become the kind of person he likes, rather than make him like the person you are." Sister Hua hemmed and hawed for a long time before offering this suggestion.
Admittedly, that suggestion really stung.
But since Shen Jin had asked, she could only tell her honestly. After all, the woman Yun Xiaoran had once liked was undoubtedly Li Qingxi, and what those words really meant was that