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  "I'll buy a smile from you, name your price." Ye Fei Mo's cold voice like the moon sounded in her ear, making her warm and startled. She looked up at him, and the man's eyes were mysterious and piercing.

  His shirt had been torn open in the tug-of-war between the two, revealing his robust chest, and with his head tilted to one side, the flickering light cast an untamed charm.

  Warmth was another daze, for a moment she was stared at by him and her heart skipped a beat, the cold wind blowing high in the air made her shiver, instantly sobering up, hastily getting up, running towards the bathroom.

  Leaning against the door, warm heartbeat like thunder, being looked at by Ye Fei Mo, anyone would be nervous.

  In the past, she thought Fang Liucheng had an imperial aura, but after meeting Ye Fei Mo, she deeply understood what it meant to have an emperor's presence, without needing to lift a hand or foot, just one glance could leave you breathless.

  "My goodness, who would dare to challenge the limits and like this kind of man? This is going to be a short life." Warmth patted her chest and calmed down, calm, calm, nothing to be nervous about.

  The clothes in the dryer are dry, warmth is no longer a concern, and I change into my own clothes.

  When she came out, Ye Fei Mo was standing by the window, gazing at the city lights. From the 45th floor, he could see the entire city's lights, which were breathtaking and desolate. His sleeves were rolled up high, and his back figure exuded a sense of loneliness and desolation. If she hadn't witnessed his strength and abnormality before, her maternal love might have taken over.

  "Mr. Ye, I should be going." Wen Nuan felt it necessary to bid him farewell.

  Ye Fei Mo turned around, looking at her coldly, without the dazed expression from earlier, only a cold glint in his eyes. He walked over to her, a mocking smile spreading across his lips.

  She couldn't help but back away, but he only drew closer to her. The elegant movement made her think of a word: seductive yet ascetic. But then she thought again - this man was the embodiment of indulgence, and the contradictory aura about him was too striking, always swinging between two extremes.

  He slipped a business card into her pocket, "You can't escape, next time you come to me voluntarily, I won't be so polite."

  Come on, this pervert is hilarious, can he talk properly now?

  If this is called easy to talk about, what is difficult to talk about?

  He seemed to see through her mind, his cold eyes scanned once, and said meaningfully, "You'll know soon."

  Warm tremble, Ye Fei Mo held her face, and a gentle kiss fell on her brow.

  "Your eyes are very beautiful."

  Warmth no longer dared to stay half a step, and rushed out of the door.

  Watching that figure fleeing in disarray, Ye Fei Mo's lips curled up mechanically, and under the already dim lighting, his face was extremely eerie and cold.