It is not difficult to see Ai Yimer's resistance, and Luo Qifeng admires her bewilderment evilly, "Am I a poisonous snake beast?" It's rare for me to give you a gift, and you will repay me with this attitude? ”

He picked up the box and stared at her with a look of disappointment, as if tolerating an occasional grumpy child.

Ai Yimer was surprised for a while, such a look was not like his style at all.

"Don't like this nightdress?" In a word, soft and heart-pounding, "I don't like my woman, wearing pajamas similar to the maid's......" he added softly.

Is that really all there is to it? Ai Yimo looked down at the pajamas on her body, she didn't believe that Luo Qifeng had no other intentions.

However, the anticipation in his eyes messed with her heart.

"No, the nightdress is pretty......" Finally, Aimer whispered. He really has a vision, that kind of shallow powder, there shouldn't be a woman who doesn't like it, right?

Hearing her say this, Luo Qifeng hooked his lips evilly, but the smile did not enter his eyes at all. Even...... There is also a subtle hint of the yin owl passing by!

He had been thinking all night last night, and it wasn't until this morning, when Grim ran to Aimer, that he was more sure of what to do next.

Luo Qifeng laughed fiercely in his heart, he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled off his belt in front of Aimer.

Seeing this scene, Aimer's heart began to lose control, as if he was about to jump out of his heart before he would stop.

"Why, aren't you tired standing stupidly?" He turned off the chandelier, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked at her with some amusement.

"I ......" Ai Yimo didn't know what to do, looking at Luo Qifeng's meaning, it seemed that he didn't plan to let her go back to the guest room?

He looked at her lazily by the head of the bed, and only hooked his fingers for a long time and said, "Change into a nightdress and come back, I have a surprise for you......"

Belch...... Surprise?

Ai Yimo was stunned, and Luo Qifeng's gaze made her heart furious. Sensing his impatience, she had to nod in compromise, "I'll change ......"

The bathroom door was pushed open for a long time before Aimo stepped out, the warm orange light shining on her. The nightdress wasn't long, it only slightly covered her thighs, and the lace suspenders pressed against her smooth collarbone.

Ai Yimo felt very awkward, she looked at his half-light and half-dark face with some panic, and gritted her teeth and walked over step by step.

"You're going to sleep here, huh?" Before he could finish speaking, he reached out and took Ai Mo by the hand, pulling her into his arms.

"......" Aimer didn't have time to gasp, he had already turned over and bullied her, but he ......

He kissed her eyebrows gently, outlining a seemingly warm arc: "Let's get married in advance, on Rourou's birthday, how about it?" ”

Ai Yimo looked at Luo Qifeng in a daze, he was very strange to such a gentle person.

Getting married on Fang Yirou's birthday? Fang Yirou's birthday, isn't it also Yichun's birthday? What the hell does he want!

"Alright, go to sleep, I don't want to marry a haggard bride." Luo Qifeng suddenly smiled, his fingertips brushing over her hair, and the soft touch made him nostalgic.

It's a pity......

The movement between her fingers finally stopped, and Luo Qifeng's fingers slid to her slender neck, feeling the powerful beating of her pulse.

"Fate is really a wonderful thing, since all this is arranged by God, wouldn't it be a pity that I don't need to?" The soft light of orange warmth was extinguished by Luo Qifeng, and his eyes were cold in the darkness.

Hatred, in the suffocating silence, there is nowhere to escape......

A woman's feelings have always been contradictory.

When Luo Qifeng covered her with a quilt and gently lay down beside her, Ai Yimo's breathing gradually became steady and regular.

Just now, for a moment, she even wondered if he was trying to break her neck.

should have resisted this man, why is her heart so down-to-earth at this moment?

Early morning.

Aimer looked at the man next to the pillow, he was sleeping very deeply, and his hopelessly handsome face faced her affectionately.

The soft morning light spread all over the ground, and perhaps the silence was so rare that Ai Yimo couldn't help but touch his cheek, his fingertips gently extending along his contours......

"Hmm......" Luo Qifeng muttered dreamily, his brows gradually relaxed, "Yichun ......"

The smile on his lips was touching. However, Aimer's heart trembled slightly. She withdrew her hand without a trace, and a corner of her heart began to ache faintly.

Without hesitation, Ai Yimo rolled over and got out of bed, and she paced to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scene outside.

Her waist was gently hugged by a pair of strong arms, and before Ai Yimo could react, Luo Qifeng had already buried his head in her soft hair, absorbing the fragrance that made him intoxicated.

"I woke up so early, did you sleep well last night?" His voice was deep and seductive.

Ai Yimer didn't answer, but there was some fluctuation in her heart, she could understand that this man was concerned about herself?

No, how could it be!

Seeing that she didn't speak, Luo Qifeng laughed wildly: "There is an auction tonight, you accompany me to attend, huh?" ”

"Me?" Ai Yimo was messy, why didn't Luo Qifeng let Fang Yirou accompany him?

Xu saw through her doubts, Luo Qifeng lowered his voice and asked, "Do you want to accompany me to attend?" His sexy thin lips almost pressed against her collarbone, "Push your man out, tsk, you're the first ......"

Own man? Ai Yimo looked at him steadily, his slightly doting tone made her heart sway slightly.

"I'll be back to pick you up in the evening." Sensing her distraction, Luo Qifeng smiled, "You were not small in courage just now~~" He pulled her hand and stroked his face, and felt the person in his arms suddenly tremble with satisfaction.

"I ...... I don't understand...... "Oh my God, how does this man know?" Now that he knows it's her, he still calls Yichun! Aimer was messy.

He's so good at pretending!

"Don't understand? It doesn't matter, the point is—" he wrapped his grip on her hand as she tried to break free, "I like that feeling. ”

Uh-he likes?

Ai Yimo was stunned, and for some reason, a faint warm current filled her heart.

"Help me choose a shirt, huh?" He circled her to the closet, his handsome face languid and elegant in the morning light.

It's just that he was never a prince.

For the first time, Aimer nodded obediently, as if he had been a different person from last night to now, and she wanted to remember the unspeakable feeling if she could.

Because it's not real, I desperately want to hold it, even if it's just a mirror.

……

Fang Yirou froze outside the bedroom, her hand about to knock on the door hung down a little, and finally clenched violently.

Auctions? Luo Qifeng would never attend such an occasion before, what did he want to do?