"Master, are you really ignoring her for three days?" A slender hand slowly touched Xia Zihao's chest and lit a fire on it very skillfully.
Xia Zihao pulled her hand away unhappily, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, you understand."
Ling curled his lips and didn't care. He sat up straight, picked up the red wine on the table, poured a glass, took a sip in a charming way, and then put it to Xia Zihao's mouth.
"Master, are you planning to marry her? Why? Do you love her?"
Xia Zihao drank from her hand, put his arms around Ling, brushed his lips against her ear, and breathed ambiguously, "What? Are you jealous?"
Ling smiled and said, "No."
The young master doesn't know how to love, so she won't be jealous. But... that woman was indeed an accident.
She followed Xia Zihao three years ago and knew that he had a fiancée and doted on her very much.
At first she thought Xia Zihao loved Wu Xin, but in the end she realized that Xia Zihao had no love at all and no one could enter his heart.
So...she would rather stay with him as a mistress than to expect his love.
Now it seems...she seems to be wrong?
"I just got off the plane today. You're tired. Go back and rest." Xia Zihao slowly let go of her.
But Ling wrapped around her again like a snake. Xia Zihao was caught unawares and was pushed down on the sofa by her. Ling straddled him and lowered her head to kiss his Adam's apple.
He exhaled faintly, "I'm not tired, young master, we..."
The hint was obvious. In the past, the young master would never refuse her, but... now she actually saw a flash of chill in the young master's eyes.
She got up sensibly and flipped her long hair, "You're kidding, Master, I'll go down and rest then."
Xia Zihao has so many lovers, she can stay with him for so long, and her ability to observe people's emotions is second-to-none. Moreover, she has the same function as No. 7
With a self-deprecating smile, Zero walked out
Xia Zihao leaned on the sofa and lit a cigarette. The smoke curled up and blurred his vision.
"How is she?"
No. 7 had already stood behind him, silently but respectfully saying: "It has been sent in, but there is no sound from inside."