A huge lion's head poked out from the top of the stairs.
His golden eyes, which should have been cold, merciless, and filled with aggression, reflected the small, delicate figure of the young female not far away.
'So sweet, so sweet, so sweet!'
The Golden Lion stared, mesmerized, at Yu Lan's back.
He silently stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
He looked from side to side, his nose greedily drinking in the sweet fragrance in the air.
It was this beautiful female. Ever since she appeared in the room, the sweet scent in the air had grown stronger and stronger.
The rich, sweet fragrance eased the pain that constantly tormented the lion's mind.
Right now, Yu Lan, who exuded that sweet fragrance, was like a beautiful, soft little cake in the eyes of the lion, whose intelligence and memory were both zero.
'Just smelling her can ease the pain. What would happen if I ate her?'
