The faint musk scent on the woman's body spread in the air. When she asked Lin Fei about the faint scent on her body, it could not help but stimulate Gu Yifan's male hormones. He was capable of being a man who did not want to have sex, but in front of her, he could not control his heart more and more.
He knew that he should not have stared at her, but his eyes could not move away from his face. His breathing was rapid and his mouth was dry.
"Who. . . Who. . . Who is looking at you? Don't think too highly of yourself!"
His voice was a little shaky. His red and red eyes shifted as he propped himself up on the sofa with both hands.
When he did it, the movement was a little big. The loose collar of his medical gown leaned forward, revealing the temptation inside.
The fire that he had suppressed with great difficulty finally came up again smoothly. A wave of hot blood rushed straight to his head, and warm blood gushed out from his nose.