An Ye didn't speak, but walked directly to the bed.
Every step he took seemed to be stepping on Xi Ying's heart.
Every step weighs as much as a thousand pounds and sounds like a drum.
Xi Ying stared at him: "..."
The sound that sounded like a drum was her heartbeat.
After An Ye came to the bedside, he glanced at the silk that bound Xi Ying's limbs and suddenly asked, "Do you know how much a piece of high-quality silk costs?"
Xi Ying:?
Without waiting for Xi Ying to give an answer, An Ye stretched out a finger: "This is the number."
Xi Ying:…
Can you give me an accurate estimate of whether it's one million or ten million
"So?" Xi Ying asked, "Do you think I wasted this silk and you want me to compensate you?"
An Ye's eyes, which were slightly red from taking a hot bath, dimmed.
He lowered his body and closed the distance between him and Xi Ying.
Xi Ying instantly smelled the faint fragrance of An Ye, which was the smell of shower gel.
This light fragrance smelled very good, and Xi Ying swore that it could never be a brand of shower gel on the market.
"Can you afford to pay?" A cool breath blew on the side of Xi Ying's face, and the dark eyes were full of playfulness.
Xi Ying looked at him, unwilling to be outdone: "It is said that a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. If this spring night is worth these silks, it should be more than enough."
An Ye didn't expect Xi Ying to say such a thing.
A few seconds later, he suddenly burst into a bright and unusual smile.
It's like the starless night suddenly explodes with countless gorgeous fireworks, like the night-blooming cereus suddenly blooming.
It's so unexpected, yet so magnificent.
He curled his lips, raised his eyebrows, and touched Xi Ying's face with his broad, dry palms.
Xi Ying's face was very small, not even the size of his hand.
An Ye looked at the woman who had been staring at him and said, "Since you said so, I would rather obey your orders than respect her."
His hand caressing Xi Ying's cheek slowly moved down.
The palm of his hand slides over Xi Ying's chin. The smooth and exquisite arc not only looks comfortable, but also feels smooth.
There was no frown on her slender and elegant neck, which was as white as a swan.
The protruding collarbones exuded a fragile sexiness, and An Ye's fingers touched them, as if they could be broken with just a gentle squeeze.
Further down…
Dark Night's palm suddenly stopped.
His hand could barely stop on the softest spot.
He raised his eyes, his swirling dark pupils filled with a little smile.
Xi Ying swallowed and waited for him to speak.
"Your heartbeat betrays you."
As soon as An Ye's words came out, Xi Ying heard her heart beating violently.
She was not embarrassed, and just smiled: "An Ye, if anyone can persuade you to use the beauty trick, then I believe there will be no task that you can't complete."
Hearing this, all the emotions in An Ye's eyes instantly disappeared.
He retracted his hand and lay next to Xi Ying.
The bed was big, but that was only for Xi Ying.
As soon as An Ye lay down, Xi Ying discovered that this bed was tailor-made for him.
Just right.
"I just praised you, didn't you hear it?" Xi Ying turned her head and looked at the man beside her and asked.
An Ye has closed her eyes, looking like she wants to rest.
"If you want to sleep, can you untie me first and then sleep?" Xi Ying tugged at the silk that bound her limbs.
The dark night is indifferent.
"Okay, I'm here to tell you something. It doesn't matter if you let go after listening. An Ye, let me tell you, actually I..."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Ye, you're in there, right?"
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