Devil take you away, baby, don't think of escaping

  In the next second she was about to run, a terrible force behind her suddenly pulled her back.

  She was pinned under him on the hospital bed in an instant.

  "Who are you? You've got a lot of nerve, disturbing me while I'm sleeping?" A wild male voice came from above her head.

  Lan's eyes widened in fright and she swallowed hard.

  Her big black eyes stared widely, looking up at the boy with a face full of arrogance and evil.

  "I...I didn't know there was anyone here..."

  She said timidly, her slender white neck shrinking in, looking like a small white rabbit, just a small ball.

  He raised his head with a proud smile, suddenly lowered it, buried his face in her neck, and sniffed her breath.

  "Are you Chinese?"

  "Ah?" Lan Yimeng was taken aback for a moment.

  Can you tell she's Chinese just by smelling her? Do Chinese people have a special smell or something?!

  Lan Yimu lived for over a decade and for the first time found out that there was actually a way to distinguish Chinese people.

  He sneered and said with a raised corner of his mouth, "I heard that Chinese people are very conservative, so... you're still a virgin? Your scent smells very pure."

  Blue with foam,"......"

  So he was smelling this smell all along......

  She awkwardly pushed him away with her hand and dryly said, "I think you've misunderstood..."

  Why did she suddenly have an illusion of being stared at by a beast?

  My back feels cool and refreshing!

  This feeling... feels kind of familiar...

  That's right!

  Lan Yu's eyes widened as she suddenly remembered that this was the same feeling of having a chill run down her back when she met Prince Huang.

  She suddenly understood that this man was not a good person.

  He's exactly the same type as Huang Shaoyan - a demon who devours people without spitting out their bones!

  The farther the better!

  Her amber-colored eyes curved up with interest, "Misunderstanding? I'll verify it and I'll know, my intuition has never been wrong."

  "What's wrong? What's wrong?" Lan Yimeng stared at him in shock.

  Just as he was about to lower his head and make a move to kiss her, she suddenly came back to herself, struggling to use her hands to block him at chest level, keeping the two of them apart.

  "You... don't get any ideas! I have a boyfriend, I'm not that kind of woman!" she said.

  Yan Ao Feng hooked up his lips, "It just so happens that I'm not a casual man either. I'm very picky when it comes to women."

  What you're saying is that it's your good fortune to be chosen by me, so hurry up and kowtow in gratitude?

  Lan's face was covered with sweat.

  Is this also being picky?

  She just accidentally disturbed him sleeping here, and he's going to drag her out to eat tofu, what's the point of being so casual?

  Lan Yimou suddenly came up with a clever idea and tried hard to calm down her emotions.

  Her serious black eyes looked at him and said, "You like women who have never been touched by others, right? Unfortunately, I'm not one of them. My boyfriend and I have been together for two years."

  With such sincere eyes, you should have believed it by now?

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, he narrowed his eyes suspiciously and stared at me.

  His expression had clearly wavered.

  Taking advantage of his loosening, Lan Yimou quickly took the opportunity to crawl out from under him, and said, "You don't want to play with a woman who has been played by others, do you? That's not clean at all! A handsome and noble boy like you must have many girls chasing after you, why bother with me?"

  Other works: "Young Master's Darling" and "Exclusive Mark: Capturing the Little Monster".