Seeing this girl carrying her family’s economic burden, not complaining or avoiding responsibility, his good feelings for her suddenly soared. Especially after hearing her conversation with her mother in the kitchen, he almost had an impulse to slap his chest and promise her mother that he would give her a lifetime of happiness. He really wanted to do that.
His lips tentatively touched her crimson lips. Seeing she didn’t resist, his lips began to gently peck her lips, once, twice, three times. In her ear, he whispered in an extremely seductive tone, “I want you.
Ah?” She widened her eyes, staring at him. Her face, already flushed from drinking, was like a vibrant red paint smeared across her cheeks, now even more provocative to Ye Lixie’s possessive desire.
“I want you to become my official woman.” Throwing away the beer can, his large palms began to restlessly roam her body.
“You… you’re joking.” With the body heat from his palm, the moment it touched her skin, an irresistible wave of heat surged, a burning shiver rising from the depths of her body.
She began to feel an urge to escape.
He must be joking! How could he possibly truly like her? He was surely just wanting to play around.
“You know I never joke.” His body leaned forward again, pressing close to her, a warm kiss attacking her nape, one hand supporting her back, firmly trapping her.
“I naturally have my considerations for making this decision.” A demonic light suddenly flashed in his handsome face. He never made unprofitable decisions, always had been this way.
“Wh-what do you mean?” She swallowed dryly.
“Although I must first spend money to handle hospital admission procedures for your brother, I will train you more strictly to become the most excellent secretary, helping me earn greater profits for the company. Moreover, in one year! During this period, I won’t need to pay you, and you’ll also play three roles simultaneously. I think this deal is very cost-effective.”
“Are you sympathizing or pitying me?” She didn’t think this was a guaranteed profitable transaction, this was clearly just his one-sided statement.
She didn’t want his sympathy; she wanted… that unspeakable luxury.
“Do you need it?” He raised an eyebrow, his hot breath brushing her neck side, inhaling her scent.
