As for keeping it in his hand, he is a grown man and carries a bellyband with him. Isn’t that abnormal?

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment and took the pen holder over, ready to burn it. But as soon as he took out his bellyband, his movements suddenly stopped and he felt something was wrong.

Why does it have a fragrance?

Zuo Lingquan frowned, and looked carefully at the cloud-white bellyband in his hand under the dim light. He didn't see anything strange, so he leaned closer and smelled it.

Dark like orchid, refreshing, it is the smell of Senior Wu...

?

Zuo Lingquan had a strange look in his eyes, thinking it was Wu Qingwan who had dipped it in his hand, so he picked up his purse and smelled it, but there was no such faint fragrance on the purse, only on his bellyband.

?!

Zuo Lingquan stood up straight for a moment, with an inexplicable look on his stern brows. After a moment of silence, he shook his head secretly:

You asked me to return the goods after wearing them. Senior Wu is really not fastidious... I'm afraid it would be unlucky to burn them...

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Chapter completed!