C291 Am I Not Perfect?

Warm air blew across her face. Su Mulin could smell the pleasant scent of a man coming from her nose.

Her long eyelashes fluttered as she looked at the man beneath her. Her cheeks were flushed.

"You …" Su Mulin's lower lip moved, but she didn't know what to say.

"Why didn't you come downstairs just now?" Ji Muchen used his hand to support her chin and pulled it closer to his face