Chapter 2263 I Don’t Trust You at All

Clean, crisp, and with a hint of cold fragrance, like pine wood in the snow.

"Really? Why can't I smell anything?"

"It's just a kind of fragrance, a very unique fragrance." Qiao Mianmian grabbed his collar, with a hint of fascination in her eyes, "Only you have this smell. Mo Yesi, can't you smell it yourself?"

Mo Yesi raised his hand and sniffed it on his sleeve.

He used perfume.

But he didn't smell the smell that Qiao Mianmian described.

"I didn't smell it." He said truthfully.

"Anyway, I smelled it." Qiao Mianmian hugged his arm and acted coquettishly, "It smells especially good."

Mo Yesi chuckled and reached out to touch her head: "Does anyone else's smell make you feel good?"

"No." Qiao Mianmian knew he was a jealous person, and immediately explained, "Only you."

Mo Yesi showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Well, that's about right."

"Mo Yesi." Qiao Mianmian raised her head and glanced at his face, "Didn't you see the news?"

"What news?" Mo Yesi asked her.

"Shen Rou was interviewed by a reporter and said something. Haven't you read it?"

"What did she say?" Mo Yesi looked at Qiao Mianmian's puzzled eyes and explained to her, "I was busy before and didn't check my phone much. What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"You didn't read it? Well, it's nothing, just pretend I didn't say it." For Qiao Mianmian, this was not a big deal.

Since Mo Yesi didn't know, then don't tell him.

"Obviously there was something wrong, why didn't you tell me?" The less she said, the more Mo Yesi wanted to know. He took out his phone and clicked on Weibo.

He usually doesn't go on Weibo.

Unless Qiao Mianmian has an update, he will go and take a look.

After Mo Yesi went on Weibo, he quickly found the interview report of Shen Rou.

Because when he clicked on Weibo, he saw that the interview report was on the hot search.

Soon, Mo Yesi finished reading the content of the interview.

Qiao Mianmian could clearly feel that the man next to her was getting more and more depressed, and his face was getting more and more gloomy.

"Is this the interview you mentioned?" He threw his phone on the table.

Qiao Mianmian looked down and nodded: "Yeah."

"What do you think?"

"What?" Qiao Mianmian blinked.

Mo Yesi lowered his eyes, looking at her with his dark eyes: "Have you ever thought about it? Have you ever thought about it until now?"

Qiao Mianmian was stunned for a moment, and shook her head: "Of course I haven't thought about it now."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Qiao Mianmian nodded, she stretched out her hand and pinched Mo Yesi's handsome face, her eyebrows curved, "It's not like I don't have feelings, I can't feel how you feel about me. I admit that I thought at the beginning, are you with me just because I can cure your illness. But if I still don't know why you are with me until now, then I am too stupid."

"You just realized that you are stupid?"

Mo Yesi raised his hand to pinch her jaw, lowered his head and gently bit her lips: "I am not at all confident about you."

Qiao Mianmian glared at him in feigned anger: "What's the worry?"

"Slow reaction, slow. If I can show you my heart, I will do it immediately."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."