Mu Yan sneered coldly, "I never claimed to be a gentleman, with a beauty in front, of course, I think of what a normal man would want to do."
Zhan Lan frowned and looked at Mu Yan, the next moment, her hands grabbed Mu Yan's collar, and Mu Yan was suddenly pulled in front of her.
Originally calm, Mu Yan was suddenly overwhelmed by the feminine fragrance emanating from Zhan Lan.
Zhan Lan's warm breath brushed against his nose; their lips were merely a finger's distance away, close enough to touch.
Mu Yan's ears instantly turned red; he could only hear his own fierce heartbeat.
What is Zhan Lan trying to do?
Zhan Lan's hands loosened, and she smiled with a curl of her lips.
The next moment, she forcefully tugged and ripped open Mu Yan's clothes, exposing his chest and abdominal muscles.
Mu Yan was shocked and dismayed; has Zhan Lan gone mad?
What is she trying to do?
Mu Yan broke free from her hold and pulled his clothes back up.