Endless Pampering Only For You

Ye Sijue chuckled softly, deliberately preventing her from protesting.

Mo Xiaomeng blushed, tugging at his clothes, she beat her fist on her shoulder.

But he was so tall and she was so petite. In comparison, her little fist should hurt even less than an ant, right?

He was totally unperturbed.

“You…” Blushing, she pushed him a few times hurriedly. “Not so much, okay? You’re always like this…”

Was this his motive in telling her that they were going to visit Xiaoxiao?

Ye Sijue looked up and stared at her little face in a devilish, uninhibited gaze. His manly scent surrounded her, intoxicating her like a rich wine.

Mo Xiaomeng was almost tipsy from the gaze directed at her. She was absorbed into it.

His said in a husky, deep voice, “Is this too much? Then what’s not too much?”

He deliberately lowered his voice as though he were bewitching her.

Given Mo Xiaomeng’s status, she had seen many kinds of handsome guys, but she had never known a man as charming as him.

Her heart beat seemed to have come to a crawl.

“Too much! You are always too much! Alright, stop playing already.” Mo Xiaomeng was blushing with shame. Her bright, watery eyes glared at him, but she didn’t seem scary at all. In fact, she seemed even cuter.

Ye Sijue’s gaze deepened.

He didn’t understand it himself. He had clearly only met this little thing for a short while, but looking at her gave him a swelling feeling in his heart, a feeling that was hard to describe.

It was strange.

He suddenly remembered Song Shijun’s teasing, saying that perhaps he and Mo Xiaomeng were destined to be soulmates? Otherwise, how could sparks fly so soon?

Probably so?

Actually, Ye Sijue was not one who believed in fate. He believed that man could conquer nature and people controlled their fates.

But this time, he was moved. And he couldn’t even oppose it, so he had no choice but to come to terms with it.

Gazing at her intensely, Ye Sijue suddenly let go of her, got off the sofa, and went to the washroom.

Mo Xiaomeng watched him and worried that he might have gotten angry.

She pondered for a moment before quickly chasing him.

However, the door was closed in front of her.

Mo Xiaomeng tapped on the door and asked bluntly, “Ye Sijue, are you angry?”

“No.” His voice came out in a deep voice. “I’m going to take a shower and take you to Yin residence later. You can go and change your clothes.”

It seemed that there wasn’t anything wrong with his voice. He didn’t seem angry.

She was then relieved, “Oh, I’ll change my clothes then.”

She scurried back to the room. Thinking that she might be meeting elders at the Yin residence, she picked respectable-looking lady’s clothes.

Just when she was done changing her clothes, he came out after a shower. He walked into the room, wrapped only in a bath towel.

The man, just showered, exuded a strong manly air from every part of him.

Mo Xiaomeng felt for a moment she was absorbed by it.

“Why haven’t you worn your shoes?” Ye Sijue frowned, walked over to her, took her to the bed, and let her sit down.

“Wait for me here.”

With that said, he went out.

Mo Xiaomeng just stared stupidly at his back. His broad back felt very reliable. It made one want to lean onto it.

She suddenly remembered back when they were at the autumn outing at the resort, Xiaoxiao also had Yin Shaojie carry her several times.