C11 He Thought too Highly of Himself

The faint fragrance of a woman lingered in Lih Shiyan's nose. It was as if he was bathing in the spring breeze of March with the scent of flowers. It was warm and beautiful, giving people endless fantasies.

If it were not for this scene, he would definitely enjoy it.

However, he did not have time to think about it at this time.

"Yufeng, Yufeng!" A woman's voice was heard