C426 She Should Have a Sharp Edge

Sure enough, by lunchtime, Hsing Yu still hadn't come back for the scarf. Qiao Mo pursed her lips, picked up the scarf with its subtle, mysterious fragrance, and waved it gently in front of Gu Chi. With a cool expression, she asked, "Honey, where do you think we should put this scarf?"

Gu Chi raised an eyebrow slightly. "Whose is it?"

Qiao Mo held the scarf closer to his nose