It made him feel itchy and wanted to bite his fingers off. Bei Xiaoxiao looked at him pitifully.
"Not yet." Yan Yu seemed not to notice her disgusted look, as his upper body was almost pressed against hers, making her unable to even breathe too hard.
"Uh, why not? I already said I don't want to settle the score." She had already said this to this scoundrel prince, what else did he want to do? She thought he was addicted to teasing her, and Bei Xiaoxiao's chest was too big.
Beautiful eyes glared at him.
"It's your business whether it's your account or not, but I have an account that I want to settle with you." Yan Yu said with an evil smile on his lips.[
"What? What debt do you have to settle?" She didn't forcefully kiss him, let alone rape him. What debt did he want to settle with her? After hearing his words, Bei Xiaoxiao's head was in shock for a moment.
Machine is on.
"You secretly took my clothes to wear without asking me last night. Does this count as a debt?" His face and hers were very close, and his breath strongly affected her, which was heavy on his body.
The masculine smell of musk lingered on her body, and the deep and hoarse voice made her face feel hot.
"You're stealing. It sounds so ugly. I borrowed it. I only have one set of clothes and there's no other woman here. That's why I took your clothes. You can't be so stingy. It's just one set of clothes.
Are you just fussy about it?"
Isn't he the third prince? He only has a set of clothes. He dares to use them to settle accounts with her. He is such a stingy man. If she had other clothes to wear, she wouldn't want his clothes. They are big, hard to wear and ugly.
dead.
"I never said I was generous." Yan Yu put on an expression that said, "I just want to settle accounts. How can you bear with me?"
"Ah, what do you want? Let me tell you, if I want your money, I'm sorry, I don't have a penny." There seemed to be a few RMB in her pocket, but that's fine here.
It didn't make sense, no one would think it was money, she bet they would think it was just a few scraps of paper.
"Money doesn't mean much to me, and I don't need your money." Yan Yu smiled, with a sly look on his face.
"Then what do you want? Do you want me to give you a set of clothes? OK, when I have money, I will go to a clothing store and buy you a set. That's okay."
