After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

With a toothbrush in her mouth, Yin Huaixi brushed her teeth while still thinking about what the evil spirit had said last night.

Was she being too harsh on Sang Che?

Feeling inexplicably guilty, Yin Huaixi didn't know what was wrong with her.

Just then, the phone that was lying to the side rang.

Someone sent me a message.

Feeling completely flustered, Yin Huaixi stopped brushing her teeth, wiped her hands, and immediately went to unlock her phone.

Nuo Qianqian: [Huaixi, I took pictures of all your things and showed them to your uncle.]

Below are some recent quotes and bids from business owners. Are you satisfied with them?

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand.

Further down, Yin Huaixi felt she had never seen so much money in her life.

This is just the price of a small item; this whole bag of stuff is enough to save Yin Huaixi twenty years of hard work.

Oh no.

It should mean less struggle of fifty years.

The kind that allows you to retire immediately!

Feeling a burning sensation in her chest, Yin Huaixi took a mouthful of cool water, spat out the toothbrush foam, and tried to extinguish the heat in her heart with the coolness of mint.

What to do?

What to do? What to do!

She seems genuinely interested.

In this difficult era, a gentle, wealthy, and beautiful rich woman stood before her.

Although it involves domineering and forced love.

But the woman was so beautiful and offered so much that Yin Huaixi really couldn't think of a reason to refuse.

...

There was no response from the other end of the phone screen for a long time, and Nuo Qianqian thought that Yin Huaixi probably hadn't gotten up yet.

"Qianqian, what did your classmate say?"

"Is this for sale?"

Nuo Qianqian's uncle was very obsequious, pouring her a cup of tea and pushing it towards her.

"I don't know, Uncle."

"This thing belongs to her, and I can't make that decision."

Li Huang: "I understand. Good things will always find buyers, so they can't be sold cheaply."

"It's normal for her to have concerns."

"If someone weren't broke, who would be willing to sell such a precious treasure?"

"Tell her that if she doesn't think the price is what she's looking for, she can wait."

"I'll contact some wealthy people for her right away; there's definitely someone who can afford a good price."

Hearing her uncle say that, Nuo Qianqian continued typing.

【Huaixi, are you not satisfied with these offers? My uncle said there's no rush to sell; if they don't meet your expectations, you can wait a bit longer.】

By this time, Yin Huaixi had already finished brushing her teeth.

After reading Nuo Qianqian's message, she decided to tell Sang Che.

After all, it was a gift from Sang Che. If she sold it, wouldn't Sang Che be very sad?

Yin Huaixi: [Qianqian, let me ask her about this before I decide whether to buy it.]

Nuo Qianqian: [Okay.]

Take a deep breath.

Yin Huaixi reached out and pushed open the bathroom door.

Taking advantage of her good mood, Sang Che changed out of her long skirt and put on a loose shirt.

Modern clothes are very tight, which Sang Che doesn't like. Even when she wears modern clothes, she has to change them into loose, oversized ones.

As soon as Yin Huaixi went out, she saw Sang Che smoothing down her clothes. She usually looked slender, but after taking off her outer garment, she was surprisingly well-endowed.

The saying "comparison is the thief of joy" probably applies here.

"Huaixi, are you done washing up?"

"Then can we...?"

Look, Sang Che's body structure is so strange. He has such a handsome face, but his brain is rotten.

It's all indecent.

The moment Sang Che leaned in, Yin Huaixi immediately stuck out her index finger to stop his restless actions, and she guiltily looked away.

"Ah Che, before that... can I ask you a question?"

Raising an eyebrow in curiosity, Sang Che said, "If Huai Xi has anything to say to me, just say it."

"I'm all ears."

Yin Huaixi hesitated, yet a faint expectation lingered in her heart. She asked, "Ache, if I sell the bag of things you gave me, will you be angry?"

Having anticipated Yin Huaixi's question, Sang Che shook his head.

Yin Huaixi was even more puzzled.

"Ah Che, I'm about to sell you something, aren't you angry at all?"

Sang Che: "What are you angry about?"

Her lifeless eyes were breathtakingly beautiful. Yin Huaixi dared not imagine that if Sang Che really regained his sight, even a stone would be moved by her staring at him like that.

Yin Huaixi: "You're angry that I don't respect your feelings, or something else..."

Sang Che interrupted Yin Huaixi's rambling thoughts directly, saying bluntly, "Huaixi, you don't need to feel so much pressure in front of me."

"I brought these things back in the first place just to make you happy."

"Whether you smash them, destroy them, or sell them, as long as you're happy, then they've achieved their purpose."

"That's why I gave you this gift."

"I just want you to be happy."

Yin Huaixi had never heard these words before, and her worldview was instantly reshaped.

Sang Che reached out and grabbed Yin Huaixi's wrist, lifting her up.

"Huaixi, if you don't have enough money, just come to me for more, or you can talk to Ya'er."

"It has hidden quite a few over the years."

Yin Huaixi: "???"

And this operation!

Sang Che: "Alright, Huaixi, can you kiss me now?"

She pursed her lips.

Holding Sang Che's face in her hands, Yin Huaixi looked as if she were ready to die.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen pigs run? She's been watching TV dramas where the male and female leads kiss since she was little.

Besides, Sang Che wouldn't think that only she would do such a thing, would he?

By standing on tiptoe, Yin Huaixi made herself a head taller than Sang Che, attempting to make her aura more imposing than Yin Huaixi's.

She kissed him straight down.

This time, Yin Huaixi was determined to win and didn't intend to let Sang Che off so easily.

But no sooner had she started acting recklessly than Sang Che caught up with her, gently stroking her back with his palm.

and many more……

Why are Sang Che's hands so restless!

What are you going to do!

What is she doing in broad daylight?!

Alarm bells rang in Yin Huaixi's mind. He tried to escape, but it was too late; he was already "a lamb entering a tiger's den."

Yin Huaixi wanted to call Sang Che's name to stop him, but all she could make was a sobbing sound.

Sang Che, who hadn't tasted meat for hundreds of years, still couldn't stop thinking about that time at the Miao village guesthouse. She couldn't stop, and didn't want to stop.

Completely exhausted, Yin Huaixi had barely managed to pull away when she heard Sang Che whisper in her ear again.

"Huaixi, go... take a shower."

"That way you'll be cleaner."

Yin Huaixi wanted to refuse, but then the price list that Nuo Qianqian had sent her popped into her mind.

Ok.

Something has to be paid for.

She can correct Sang Che's habit of not distinguishing between day and night later; for now, she'll just go along with her.

"Ah Che, can...can you see?"

"Don't drop me."

Seeing Yin Huaixi's concern, Sang Che put Yin Huaixi in the shower and pressed her cheek against him.

"Don't worry, Huaixi."

"How could I have dropped you?"

Before Yin Huaixi could even believe Sang Che's confident assurance, her back suddenly touched the cold frosted glass.

A strange feeling shot straight to the top of my head.

My shoulders were being pressed down.

Without a word, Sang Che kissed her, her slender fingers weaving through Yin Huaixi's long black hair, her fingertips pressing hard.

It's so cool and comfortable.

Yin Huaixi had only these two thoughts in her mind, nothing else.