The cold wind blew in from the window, and the smell of perfume in the room instantly faded a lot.
Ruan Qi¡¯s sore nose from choking felt better, but Xiang Feier¡¯s face darkened.
She crossed her arms and looked at Mo Lan with displeasure: "I spray my perfume. If you don't like to smell it, you can go out. I don't force you to smell it.