Shen Ning Ran Bao Ji

Guan Xin Yue's eyes flickered beside her, and she spoke, "Perhaps Miss Shen is busy with something.",Guan Xinyue's words carried a veiled meaning. Making an appointment to go to a hotel with someone late at night and not answering phone calls, what could she possibly be busy with,She frowned. The room smelled of incense, but not ordinary incense; it was aphrodisiac incense.。