I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

On the other side, Miyazawa had no sleepiness at all.

The bunny's blindfold was contaminated with the sweet smell of the girl's body, and from time to time he drilled into his nose.

The sweet breath, like the paw of a kitten scratching on his mouth.

A bit of it tickled his heart.

Only then did he know why they all say that girls are fragrant.

There are many women around him, but he doesn't love the fragrance of those women.

I always feel a little pungent.

But the sweet fragrance on Qiao Mianmian didn't make him feel pungent or greasy at all, but he liked the smell.

Faint, if there is nothing.

He remembered this sweet fragrance for ten years.

Even after so many years, once he smelled it, he could remember it immediately.

He suddenly remembered that he had asked Shen Rou before.

Why not spray this perfume again.

Shen Rou's answer to him was that she didn't like the taste anymore.

Later, that perfume was discontinued.

He also asked what brand of Shen Rou's perfume was, and he thought he could buy a bottle.

Because he really likes that sweet fragrance.

How did Shen Rou answer him at that time?

She seemed to be saying that it was a perfume she picked abroad when she went abroad, and she forgot exactly what brand it was.

Later, he never asked her again.

Although it was a pity for him that he couldn't find the perfume again, he didn't think it was important.

The person who owns the perfume is by his side. Everything else is not important.

Until he smelled the sweet smell in his memory again.

Until he suddenly discovered that Shen Rou may have lied to him.

If that perfume has long been discontinued.

How could he smell on Qiao Mianmian?

If there is no production stop, why does Shen Rou lie to him?

Many doubts were stuck in his heart, and he was eager to find an answer.

He felt that he was getting closer to the truth step by step...

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Miyazawa had a very short dream.

He dreamed of the night ten years ago.

In the dream, he fell into the swimming pool. He couldn't swim. He choked into the water, and his body sank into the water little by little.

The water also flooded into his mouth and nose.

He was having difficulty breathing, as if being pinched by his neck, he was almost out of breath.

He struggled continuously in the water, calling for help.

It was quiet all around.

Except for his cry for help, nothing could be heard.

He cried for help over and over again like a rock sinking into the sea, and no one heard it.

The air in his chest was getting less and less, and the boundless darkness flooded towards him, and he was gradually unable to make a sound.

Even if he knew he was dreaming, at this moment, Miyazawa was still afraid.

The fear of death made him irrepressible.

He wanted to call for help, but he could no longer make a sound.

Help, can anyone save him?

He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die at all.

Tears flowed from his eyes, and he could feel that death was getting closer and closer to him.

Just when he had fallen into despair and was about to die, suddenly, a white light illuminated in the darkness.

He opened his eyes and saw a man swimming from that white light.

He couldn't see what that person looked like.

She can only be seen wearing a white skirt with very long hair, which looks like seaweed when the long hair flicks in the water.