Gu Jianlin's heart skipped a beat.
Moon Princess was always sensitive. As a seasoned strategist, she had an exceptionally keen sense of smell, often detecting the scent of blood from hundreds of meters away, not to mention the intense aroma of Lan She.
She immediately grabbed a knife and walked over, expressionlessly yanking open the door.
"Wait."
Gu Jianlin wanted to stop her, but it was too late.
Unexpectedly, when Moon Princess opened the door, she paused: "No one?"
Gu Jianlin was also stunned, because in his line of sight, that stunningly beautiful girl was lying on the bed asleep, her dark hair spread across the khaki pillow, the enticing curves beneath the blanket making one's blood race.
Suddenly, his eyes felt a burning pain, prompting him to gasp instinctively.
