Endless Pampering Only For You

Hearing Ye Anjue's eyes slightly changed, and he took a deep breath.

Although he thought about it, and even the answer he was expecting, when he heard the answer, he still felt a severe pain in his heart.

Because from her tone, the answer was meaningless.

Aniel didn't dare to look at his eyes in the mirror, lowered his gaze, and said darkly, "Can you go out? I need to change my clothes."

Ye Sijue's throat rolled down, and his eyes fell on her exposed white shoulder.

It reminded him of the first time the two met, in the hotel room, on that bed.

That time, the two almost got into a relationship.

Night Sijue moved, he took a step forward, his strong chest was pressed down, his arms wrapped around the petite her.

"Really, is it really irreparable?" He asked dryly.

He knew that she liked him, and he liked her too, and they loved each other. Why didn't she refuse to be brave for him and refuse the engagement?

Aniel's nose was sour, and his body temperature was so warm when ironed behind him.

She just realized how much she missed her time in China.

Obviously it was only a few days ago, but why does it feel like another generation at the moment?

"I'm sorry ..." She could only answer that.

Ye Sijue's face came up close to her cheek, and she couldn't help stamping a kiss in her ear.

If it wasn't for her back to him, what he wanted to kiss was her lips.

However, he no longer has this qualification.

A voice was clearly telling him that she was someone else's now and he needed to let her go.

But he couldn't let go.

He selfishly wanted to take her away, so that she could only stay with him forever, couldn't go anywhere, and couldn't get engaged with other men. All she could do was his.

From night to age, Ye Sijue has never had such a strong possessiveness.

Aniel didn't think they were in such a good posture, so he spread his hands and tried to break free of him.

Who knows, his strength has tightened.

"Mr. Nights ..." she reminded.

At this moment, footsteps approached, and Ye Sijue could tell that this was coming, maybe the maid.

He hesitated, and finally let go of her.

However, Aniel didn't feel relieved, but she felt her heart sullen and had a dull pain.

"Anniel." A familiar voice sounded.

Aniel and Ye Sijue looked up at the same time, and saw Mu Xiaoxiao come in.

Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to be able to feel an ambiguous breath flowing in the air, making her look at them with amazement.

"You ... Sir Sis, how are you here?"

"I have something to say to Xiao Meng." Ye Sijue explained softly, and his gaze was again on Aniel's face.

Mu Xiaoxiao realized that he was disturbing them, and he was consciously preparing to leave. "Oh, let's talk, I ..."

"Little!" Aniel called her, stood up stunned, and held her skirt in her hands to prevent her from leaving.

"Don't go. I'm looking for you. Can you help me see the dress?"

"Ah?" Mu Xiaoxiao made a mistake, and subconsciously glanced at Ye Sijue. Sure enough, he saw his face a little unsightly.

Aniel seemed to be really afraid of her leaving, and walked over and grabbed her hand, said with a little coquettish voice, "Little, you stay with me."