There's still his scent on you

  That black card just now was the Young Master's, it seems this is a well-known fact.

  "Did you use Young Master Huang's card?" The nearby Yan Ao Feng narrowed his eyes.

  Not good!

  Lan Yimou's heart skipped a beat, and she put on a stern face to say to the receptionist, "I don't know any young master! Of course, the clothes should be delivered to my home!"

  "Hehe."

  The devil beside him sneered.

  He suddenly grabbed her hand, which was still holding the black card.

  "What is this? Don't tell me, this is your black card!"

  Want to cheat him?

  This girl is simply daydreaming!

  Lan Yimou felt a bit nervous, "I don't know, I just picked up this card outside..."

  It's all over!

  She was completely flustered and didn't even know what she was saying.

  What can be done about it now?

  Once she provoked this devil, she couldn't get rid of it so easily.

  She now has her mobile phone and needs to find a way to contact Han Zexuan and comfort him not to worry.

  Yan Ao waved his hand and let the receptionist retreat.

  The receptionist of course knew the identity of Yan Feng, and also knew that this young master of the Yan family was acquainted with Jue Shao, so she thought for a moment, then turned around to instruct the delivery staff to send the clothes to Jue Shao's place instead.

  After all, the card being swiped is Young Master Jue's.

  Without the disturbance of outsiders, Yan Ao held Lan Yumo's small hand and smiled very wickedly.

  "You really don't have a talent for lying." He said with a smile.

  "What's it to you? Do you think I'm like you, full of evil intentions?"

  Yan Ao Feng suddenly approached her.

  Like a leopard, he stared at her and sniffed her body.

  "You... seem to have a man's scent on you?"

  His gaze was sharp enough to give people an illusion of being stabbed in the heart!

  Lan Yun hurriedly tried to shake off his hand, "What man's smell? I don't know what you're talking about, let me go quickly! You're holding me too tightly, it hurts."

  "Hehe..."

  That terrifying laughter again.

  Yan Ao Feng pulled her in front of himself, he leaned forward, sniffing at her neck.

  "This Gu Long water tastes somewhat familiar..."

  He's like he's playing some kind of detective game.

  His eyes flashed, as if he knew the answer!

  "The scent of Young Master Huang, baby, you actually have the scent of Young Master Huang on you?"

  His eyes suddenly became sharp and locked onto hers, making her unable to evade his question.

  "I..."

  Lan Me felt like she was being stared at by a vicious wolf, her voice became ambiguous.

  "I understand." Yan Ao Feng smiled.

  "So the woman that Young Master Huang was playing with before is you? The woman in the broadcasting room!"

  Broadcasting room...

  Lan Yi Mo's face changed as soon as she heard it, and her whole body trembled slightly.

  As soon as she heard the broadcast room, she couldn't help but think of those shameful things that Wang Shaojie had forced her to do in the broadcast room that day.

  Good heavens! How did Yan Ao Feng find out about the broadcasting room?!

  "How did you know?" she asked him tremulously.

  She thought of a terrible possibility.

  The emperor and the young master can now use cameras to monitor her every move.

  As the school king like Huang Shaojie, Yan Ao naturally has such rights as well.

  Was what the young noble did to her in the broadcast room that day all caught on camera?

  What can be seen with arrogant words and strong winds?

  Lan Yu thought of this possibility and her face suddenly turned white.

  The video on Huang Shaojie's hand has already given her a headache, and she doesn't know how to get rid of it. Now, there is also Yan Ao Feng...

  Good heavens, is heaven going to destroy her?

  "Haughtily and with narrowed eyes, 'So it really is you... I had a feeling there was a woman involved when he called that guy the other day. I didn't expect him to be with you.'"

  It was him who made that phone call!

  Lan felt a sudden relief, as long as she wasn't caught on camera, it was fine.

  So she can deny it.

  Lan put on an innocent expression and said, "What broadcast room? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not familiar with Huang Shaojie!"

  "Not familiar? If he's not familiar, why would he be so interested in you?" Yan Ao Feng clearly didn't believe it.

  Lan Mu glared at him, "I'm not familiar with you either, aren't you interested in me too?"

  She bit back at him, but Yan Ao Feng just smiled.

  "Baby, you're so prickly all over... it only makes me more interested in you." He suddenly reached out and stroked her tender cheek, his eyes burning with fiery passion!