My Smell is Damn Charming

In full bloom under the light, Li Xin sits on the swing in the middle of the garden and looks into the distance amidst the fragrance of flowers, as if she can touch the sky with her hands.

So big, so luxurious...

When Li Xin walked back, he supported the wall, he felt that he was a little bit brave.

When he returned to the room, Mu Huan was standing in the corridor, at the door of his bedroom, and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door. When he saw him coming, he turned around, lifted the phone in his hand, and turned on the screen by the way.

Li Xin:?

Mu Huan handed the phone under his nose.

Take a closer look—look, the room is listed in the mobile notepad—the room fee for the night, the amount after AA, and the repayment amount for 12 and 36 months in installments.

Li Xin secretly took a deep breath, will he save money for this debt in the next three years?

Mu Huan, who looks like Li Xin, does not have the demeanor of an Alpha at this moment, and all the accounts are clearly listed, without any drop.

He felt that this was the attitude Li Xin wanted to see.

So Mu Huan took back the phone, tried to maintain a sense of distance and said: "This is not calculated interest, if you want to calculate interest, I will write another one when I go back."

Li Xin smiled with satisfaction: "Well, that's right, the interest for three years is quite a lot, please give me an interest-bearing version."

"it is good."

They each went back to their rooms, and the moment they stepped into the door, both of them frowned in unison.

It always feels like something is wrong.

where is it?

Well.

Nowhere is right.