Drifting Clouds Fly

Ye Wutian had inherited his master's prowess in flirting and his unparalleled medical skills. With his abilities and an unbreakable level of thick-skinned brazenness, he thrived in the big city... But none of that was important, for the most crucial aspect was the awakening of the terrifying memories from before he was eight years old...

Urban Supreme Divine Doctor

"No, no!" Han Zhiyan struggled desperately, shaking her head and pleading bitterly.


Ye Wutian paid no heed to Han Zhiyan's pleas. As he slowly moved his face closer to hers, he admired, "Such a finely-made woman, I'm afraid not even the advanced cosmetic surgery technology of Korea could craft such a perfect face."


Upon hearing such praise, a surge of joy came over Han Zhiyan, but seeing him continue to approach, she quickly begged again with a crying voice, "Please, don't, don't do this."


Ye Wutian still ignored her, continued to move his face closer, and soon, that intoxicating fragrance wafted into his nose. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and praised, "What a woman, fragrant to the extreme, beautiful to the extreme." As he spoke, he opened his eyes and moved even closer.


As his face loomed so close, Han Zhiyan instinctively closed her eyes and let out a piercing scream.


Chapter 657: Late at Night