He parted his thin lips—
"I want the mesmerizing perfume."
His husky voice was extremely seductive. Those few simple words left her completely bashful.
She pressed against his chest and wanted to escape, but he held her waist tightly.
"Don't go back on your promise, okay?"
"I… What do you want it for?"
"What do you think? You're asking the obvious."
"I… don't know!"
"Who cares if you know or not. Remember to give it to me."
She was speechless…
…
Downstairs, Yin Ruijue had received orders to prepare supper. He was on his way back when he was stopped by Liang Xuer.
She lifted her skirt, her figure slender and graceful. "Young Master Yin, do you know where Tingshen went?"
Yin Ruijue frowned. "How would I know? Isn't he always with you."
Liang Xuer's delicate long eyebrows were tightly knitted together. "I'm sorry, I'll ask someone else."