"I'm sorry, but I already have plans. If you could, please leave," Shen Junlan said without showing obvious hostility, still restrained and wearing a smile, giving the man plenty of face.
"Your smile, among all the women I've seen, is definitely the most beautiful, absolutely gorgeous. It makes one unable to resist the desire to touch," the man actually stood up, reaching out toward Shen Junlan's face.
Slap!
Shen Junlan, somewhat losing her patience, raised her hand and pushed the man's hand away, "Sir, please have some self-respect!"
"I have plenty of self-respect. It's just that I like you too much to control myself. I hope you can understand that." The man showed no shame, but instead took pride in it, revealing a sly smile.
He leaned close to where Shen Junlan had slapped his hand, sniffing and displaying an exceedingly lecherous expression, and said, "Smells wonderful, that's not perfume, is it? If I'm not mistaken, is it your natural scent?"
