IM Chapter 57
by VolareBeta didn't speak, letting him dry his wet hair. Yan ZhuGui leaned close while bending down, deeply inhaling twice. "Wife, why do you smell so good?" A picture suddenly popped into Xu Chen's mind: a dog lowering its head to sniff shit on the ground, eating with relish. He immediately frowned. "Are you a dog? Don't get so close to me." He was using Yan ZhuGui's shower gel in the bathroom, which the alpha was also using, and inexplicably saying these unsettling words. Yan ZhuGui patiently dried his hair.…