At nine o'clock in the evening, Ye Jinhan drove home. When she approached the door of her room, she frowned slightly because of a flash of light in the room.
Opening the door, it was still quiet inside. Ye Jinhan changed her shoes before entering the living room.
The dining table is filled with all kinds of dishes, and there is even no shortage of red wine and champagne.
His eyes swept away and fell on the figure on the sofa. She was wearing a light purple dress. Leng Suixin leaned on the sofa without any image at all, falling into a deep sleep. Her high heels were just thrown aside casually, and she looked around.
Holding a pillow, her little mouth murmured something from time to time, being drowned out by the sound from the TV.
Pressing his brow, Ye Jinhan said nothing. A hint of softness flashed through his face. He approached, but after seeing the medical box on the table, he slightly retracted the hand that picked up the thin blanket and clenched it into a fist.
Feeling a hint of darkness covering his eyes, Leng Suixin frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
In front of me, the man's whole body was as cold as ice and snow in winter.
Crossing his arms tightly, Leng Suixin stood up and approached him, "You're back. I made food. Do you want to eat?"
"Who allowed you to come in?" He said coldly, glanced at the food on the table, and his eyebrows tightened, "Clean up the things and get out of here right away!"
Leng Suixin smiled instead of being angry, put her hand on his shoulder, and said in a soft and silky voice, "How about signing an agreement?"
Ye Jinhan remained calm and saw that she took out an A4 piece of paper from nowhere, with a few simple requirements listed on it, which was what she called an agreement.
Doesn't she know that such simple rules can easily be exploited?
"As long as you give me blood every week from now on, I will be your mistress for a month, letting you do whatever you want, how about it?" With his charming eyes, Leng Suixin raised his eyebrows, and his hand even boldly traced his outline, which was like a sculpture.
Handsome face, cold and ruthless, as if nothing can shake him
With her thin lips slightly hooked, Ye Jinhan didn't expect her to be so direct. He raised her chin with his long fingers. He smiled suddenly, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Where is your Chu Ye? Aren't you afraid of him being jealous?"
"I only care about whether you agree or not." He raised his eyebrows and Leng Suixin smiled calmly. Looking at him, there was no wave in his eyes.
When did she also learn to disguise?
A hint of admiration flashed across her eyes, Ye Jinhan smiled, raised her chin, and said casually, "How far have you gone with him?"
Understanding what he meant, Leng Suixin raised her eyebrows, turned to face him, and threw herself into his arms. Her sexy lips covered his, and then moved away like a dragonfly, leaning against his ear, "Ye Jinhan, you are jealous."
His innocent eyes flashed slightly, and Leng Suixin smiled like a child without any scheming.