The teeth on Rong Yan's face were grinding together loudly. The interest, she thought, was simply a way to vent out all the complaints against her along with the capital.

Rongyan snorted and closed her eyes and ignored him.

Liancheng curved his lips elegantly. After lingering, his mood became calmer. He carefully wiped off all the water droplets on his face, gently and carefully, even wiping between his toes.

But when he spread Rong Yan's legs to wipe his private parts, Rong Yan's tense body was as tight as a stone.

Liancheng Yazhi felt her nervousness and worry, and patted her thigh twice, "Don't be nervous, relax, I've been a beast, and now all that's left is that I'm well-dressed."

"Tch...who believes you..." Rongyan turned his head, his cheeks slightly hot.

Being rubbed by a man feels completely different from simple sex. It feels so special that even someone with such a cheeky face feels a little bit uncomfortable... to get used to it.

After drying her body, Liancheng Yazhi put her into pajamas.

Liancheng Yazhi is now becoming more and more skilled at serving people like this. Of course, this person is only Rong Yan.

After putting on her pajamas, Liancheng Yazhi carried Rong Yan in front of the dressing mirror, picked up a towel and wiped her hair with a gentle movement that would not hurt Rong Yan. Her hair stopped dripping, and she took the hair dryer and began to blow her hair.

Punishment, as skillful as a barber.

If some of Liancheng Yaya's disciples saw Yashao serving a woman so skillfully and without any dissatisfaction or complaint, they would be so scared that their eyes would pop out.

Although Liancheng's elegant movements were already used to her, every time he did them, she would have a different feeling.

Rong Yan laughed at herself in her heart. Maybe a few years later when she walks on the street and sees a financial column introducing Liancheng Yaya, she will brag to the people around her, "Look, it was this Yashao who served me so well back then."

From being clumsy at first, Liancheng Yazhi is now able to complete this series of things very skillfully.

Sometimes even he himself finds it incredible that Liancheng Yazhi could one day do such a thing.

He also asked himself why he was so accommodating to a woman who used him as a cash machine in her heart, but he never concluded the answer.

The buzzing sound made by the hair dryer was not loud, but the two of them were very quiet and neither of them spoke, so the sound of the hair dryer seemed unusually loud in the room.

Liancheng Yazhi blew out 70% of Rong Yan's hair, then turned off the switch, lifted Rong Yan's hair up and threw it on the bed.

He glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "It's past eleven o'clock now. You should sleep for a while. I'll call you at two o'clock."

Rongyan raised his head and asked, "What if you fall asleep too?"

Liancheng Yazhi glared, "You still don't believe me? Don't worry, I won't sleep."

He paused for a moment, looked up and down his face ambiguously, and said jokingly: "If you don't sleep, fine, then let's do it again."

Rongyan immediately closed his eyes, quickly dove into the quilt like an ostrich, curled up his legs and murmured: "I fell asleep, I fell asleep... Oops, I'm so sleepy!"

Liancheng Yazhi looked at Rong Yan's side face, and the smile on his face faded little by little. He covered Rong Yan with the quilt and held her in his arms...
Chapter completed!