The Eldest Young Sir Has Come
Editor: Henyee Translations
"In the end, he will succumb to my perfume of stupor."
A pink fragrance lingered on the man's face.
The hazy mist made the fifth young sir's skin look even fairer and his brows more picturesque. Cold sweat beaded on his fine forehead. He pulled his lips together and bit so hard that they bled slightly.
"My precious." Madam Guo'an was itching to make a move just looking at the man in front of her. Her fingers, with red painted fingernails, grasped his, and her red lips pressed against his. She continued to breathe out the scented fragrance.
So abominable. He was already so afflicted by her perfume of stupor, as well as multiple aphrodisiacs, yet he was still fully conscious.
It looked like this man was not as delicate as he appeared. His willpower was rather staunch!
It was like she had caught a rabbit, but there was a thick defensive barrier blocking her from eating it.