"Mom, wipe my body for me; I always feel like there's a smell of sweat." Taking advantage of Ye Xuan's absence, Luo Ye requested, lifting her shirt to sniff vigorously: "They say a woman's sweat is fragrant, but I've never smelled anyone whose sweat scent was fragrant, unless they sprayed some perfume, but that smell seems even worse."
"My daughter's body is indeed fragrant." Wen Xin pressed her nose against her daughter's body to smell: "Really, Ye'er smells sweet."
"Mom, you're lying. You can clearly smell the sweat stench."
"I didn't smell it!" Wen Xin teased her daughter while speaking, her hands busy preparing hot water, wringing the towel and carefully wiping her daughter, muttering softly: "Ye'er, luckily mom rushed over. Otherwise, that stinky boy would have taken advantage."
"Mom!" Luo Ye petulantly protested.
