C166 Devil Lord He Breathes Fragrance Every Day 8

Lin Jinan treated the man like a cat. He buried himself in the man's embrace and inhaled. That faint fragrance was not an illusion. It was real.

The smell was very light, and if one did not smell it carefully, they would not notice it at all.

Duan Jinyan's body was as stiff as a marble board. The teenager in his arms followed him everywhere. His clothes were messy