C137 Bastard

His aura, the faint fragrance on his body, was like a soul-seeping potion, bewitching her weak nerves. It made her somewhat obsessed.

Moller Yifan lowered his head, his handsome face buried into her neck, breathing in the light fragrance from her body, causing Lin Yue's heart to palpitate. His faintly discernible voice sounded in his ear, "Yue Er, you like diamonds, precious stones