Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

ied, “No.”

Ji Fanchen asked, “Is my body’s smell strong? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

Cheng Ye replied, “No, I can’t smell it.
You already showered.
Where does it smell?”

Ji Fanchen said, “Why don’t I go downstairs to sleep?”

Cheng Ye’s voice was low.
“There’s really no smell.
Brother Ji, your body smells nice.”

Ji Fanchen’s heart skipped a beat as he asked curiously, “Do I smell like something?”

Cheng Ye nodded, proving that he no longer had the smell of cow dung on him.
“Yes, I can’t put a finger on it either.
It’s just a very fresh and fragrant smell.
It’s very similar to the smell of grass after the rain.
I always thought you were wearing perfume.”

Ji Fanchen asked, “Really?”

Cheng Ye said, “Yes.”

In the master bedroom next door…

Ling Sheng had just returned after making a call.

“Sheng Sheng, who were you talking to? Look at your blissful expression.
I’m so envious…” Shi Lingyu teased her.

“With my lover, of course.” Ling Sheng climbed onto the bed with a smile.
“If you’re jealous, go find a lover as well.”

“Are you serious?” Shi Lingyu did not believe her.
“You’re really in love?”

Ling Sheng smiled even more slyly.
“Who mentioned love? I was just having a long chat with my lover.
Don’t you see me making phone calls every night?”

That was right!

That was her lover!

Her precious son, the lover of her previous life[1]!

Shi Lingyu felt that she could not speak the truth, so she did not ask her.
After all, this was her private matter, so she could only ask, “Who’s the neighbor next door? I think I’ve seen him before.”

“He’s just an old man who isn’t very healthy.
I met him the night when I went to get Little Gray.
It was inconvenient for him to move, and there was no one at home to take care of him.
It was quite pitiful.” Ling Sheng sighed with sympathy.

[1] According to a saying in Chinese, one’s child of the opposite sex is one’s lover from a previous life.