"Why should I believe that you will return my necklace one day later?"
The man stood up, leaving her with a cold and charming side face, "You have the right to choose, that is, wear this torn clothes and leave my room."
"You——!" Xia Zhitong tightened the quilt tightly around her body vigilantly, "You are simply more unreasonable than a robber!"
"Whatever you think. I'll only give you five minutes to think about it, otherwise you won't even have a chance to get the necklace back!" The man suddenly turned around, his bewitching eyes filled with contempt.
Although Xia Zhitong was wrapped in a quilt, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the thick layer of cotton wool, and her scorching gaze made it difficult for her to follow.
"I promise..." Her voice was light, sounding like a compromise, but her fingers grabbed the edge of the quilt hard and pinched out deep wrinkles. "What do I need to do on the day you buy me?"
“You don’t need to be able to do anything. You just need to be able to ‘give and ask’.”
Get whatever you want!!?
That doesn’t mean you have to do everything!
"Won't...include...?" Xia Zhitong shrank into the quilt, not daring to meet his eyes.
"Maybe I will consider sleeping with a boring woman like you!"
Go to bed!??
His innocent words caused Xia Zhitong's face to instantly blush with shyness, her palms sweating nervously, and she gasped anxiously.
"Put on your clothes and I'll take you with me for a while tonight. Your target last time was Han Shikai."
He opened the door and left, and the slam of the door didn't give her any chance to refute.
Do you really have to do things like a prostitute for the sake of the relics left by your mother?
*
Xia Zhitong sat quietly on the bed alone, with the beautiful sunset slowly falling on the white gauze-like curtains, reflecting on her beautiful white face, like a girl with a touch of sadness in an oil painting.
Compromise is her only way out.
Soon, a waitress brought in a set of clothes, a pair of shoes, and some jewelry.
Xia Zhitong sat quietly by the bed, looking at the gorgeous clothes, as beautiful as summer flowers, but to her, it seemed more and more like a kind of irony.
The more colorful the dress, the more vulgar it is...
Xia Zhitong sniffed, quietly took off the tulle on her body, and reached out to pick up the aqua blue dress on the sofa.
…
A few minutes later, Xia Zhitong was fully dressed.
Her snow-grey skin and dreamy aqua blue are as if they were made in heaven. Her agile temperament turns the coquettish blue into water. Her exquisite figure is well-proportioned. Although her upper circumference is not particularly plump, her waist is very slim.
Thin, not enough to hold in one hand.
The deep V design fully exposed the perfect skin on her chest, and even revealed a large expanse of snow-white hair on her back. Her long hair was as long as seaweed, falling naturally without any powder. She was already stunningly beautiful.
In the mirror, she looked at the male figure slowly approaching behind her. His walking voice was so soft, but even if she didn't face his unpredictable eyes, she could feel a strong male aura from behind.
The faint smell of cologne and the hot and humid breath brushed past her sensitive ears.
"You forgot... to wear jewelry." The man put on a set of luxurious rhinestone necklaces for her with his own hands, and his fingers slid across her suet-like skin like running water, leaving faint invisible traces.
She looked at the man in the mirror and asked gently, "Excuse me, sir, how should I call you?"