C67 I Am Responsible for Making Money You Are Responsible for Spending Money
Now, even though they were in love, the fact that he bought her still bothered her, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. She felt that as long as there was that ten million, she would often be at a disadvantage.
For example, when they quarreled, he would very likely say that you were merely a female slave that I bought. You must obey my orders!
She remembered clearly that he had said those words to her before.
Previously, she did not think much of it. However, if he continued to say those words to her in the future, she would find it unbearable.
Because love always had to be equal.
"If I were on stage, would you buy me too?" The smile on his face widened. He looked very pleased with himself. "But. . . Which woman wouldn't be tempted by a handsome man like me?! It's just that if that day really comes. . . It might not be your turn, but there will naturally be other women who will buy me first! I am quite confident in my market. "
" You really deserve a beating! " She angrily lifted her foot and stomped on his foot.
The corners of his mouth twitched from the pain, but he still tightly hugged her and did not let go of her. "But seriously, why do you want money so much? What do you want so much money for? Yesterday, when I left, I put a gold card in the drawer. Don't you know? "
She pouted unhappily. " That's your money. I don't want to use your money. "
"My money belongs to you. I'm responsible for making money. You're responsible for spending money. This is a matter of course! " He gently whispered into her ear.
"I think you don't understand what I mean! Besides, That golden card is useless to me, and I can't go out. I don't have a chance to spend money in this manor! " She glared at him angrily.
"I'll tell the security tomorrow that you can come and go freely. " He coaxed her like he was coaxing a child.
"Really?" She looked at him happily. The original plan in her heart was once again eager to give it a try.
But in the next second, she immediately rejected this idea.
"Of course it's true. " He smiled and pinched her chin.
"Thank you for everything you've done for me. " She felt very sweet.
"Let's not waste any more time here. Let's go to bed!" He smiled evilly and whispered into her ear. He began to gently bite her earlobe again, making her feel numb.
She reached out and hugged his neck powerlessly. She stared at him speechlessly. "Aren't you tired? Why do you think about that all day long?"
"That's the greatest enjoyment in life. How can I be tired?" He chuckled and used his strength to lift her up into the air. Then, he quickly walked towards the bed.
"You will die of exhaustion sooner or later!" With a red face, she tapped his chest with her finger.
"It is my happiness to die in bed!" He said calmly.
Before he finished speaking, he exerted strength with his hands and threw her into the air.
She screamed and fell on the bed. Then, he pounced on her like a wolf and tiger. He pressed down on her body and kissed her fiercely.
And he was still caressing her body.
The night passed.
Xia Xiaoxin was very tired. When she woke up, she found that it was already noon of the second day.
He was already gone. She thought that he must have been busy with that cruel survivor game again.
There was a note on the bedside table, and on it were a few lines of words: You worked hard last night. You don't have to train anymore today. Have a good rest. The maid downstairs had finished cooking the soup. After making blood swallow porridges, you should eat more when you wake up. You don't have to rush to take a shower. I have already carefully washed you in the morning.
The signature was his name.
These few lines of words made her feel incomparably sweet, but also incomparably shy.
He helped her take a shower?
She moved her body and indeed felt that her body was very dry and comfortable, without any discomfort.
When she thought about how he helped her take a shower and that she actually did not know anything, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to die!
How could she be so careless!
She actually fell asleep!
She angrily slapped herself, then used the pillow to cover her head and shouted, "Xia Xiaoxin, you are too good at sleeping!"
She felt embarrassed and angry while lying on the bed. In the end, she was really too hungry, so she sat up.
She had just sat up, but she fell down again.
She felt that her waist hurt!
Last night, he used all his techniques to torture her. Now, her waist seemed to be in so much pain that it could not be straightened.
"Scoundrel! Next time, I'm going to twist his body too! Let's see if he can make so many shapes! " She violently hammered the blanket.
But after saying that, she couldn't help but laugh.
She couldn't imagine that he would follow her orders and do those actions.
Just thinking about that scene made her blush again.
She smiled for a while. In the end, she could not bear the hunger, so she endured the pain and slowly got out of bed. Then, she walked step by step towards the bathroom.
When she walked, she felt even more pain. She realized that not only did she feel pain in her waist, but even her legs were also very painful!
When she was lying down earlier, she did not feel much pain. Now, walking was extremely painful.
She thought about it and this was also a normal phenomenon.
From three o'clock in the afternoon to five o'clock in the morning yesterday, he had practically never stopped.
Yesterday was almost the second time she had sex. How could she withstand his tireless torment?
His physical strength was really too good!
He was quite suitable to become the Emperor. Dealing with so many concubines was not a difficult matter.
He was truly a dissolute man!
She sighed and finally walked to the bathroom. When she looked up at the mirror, she was shocked.
She originally thought that after being tormented by him for so long, her hair would definitely be yellow and her face haggard. However, she did not expect that the appearance in the mirror was completely different from what she had imagined.
Her small face was pink as if she had drunk wine and was covered with rouge. Her eyes were big and bright, like two clear springs. Although her mouth was a little swollen, it was like a ripe cherry, very alluring.
Her skin was even more tender and white, as if she could pinch out a pool of water with a simple pinch.
No matter who saw her like this, they would feel that she was clearly a woman who had fallen in love. Love made her charming and beautiful, and her entire person seemed to be suffused with a layer of faint silver light. It was so dazzling that one could not bear to shift their gaze away.
Looking at herself in the mirror, who was so beautiful. . . She smiled and muttered to herself, "So it turns out that love really has magic. Love can really make people beautiful!"
She foolishly admired herself for a while before starting to wash up.
She hurriedly washed up, then supported her waist and slowly went downstairs.
She had just arrived in the living room when she smelled the strong smell of chicken soup.
She walked into the kitchen and saw that the chicken soup had been boiling with a small fire. The fragrance kept coming out of the hole in the casserole, making her salivate.
She hurriedly turned off the fire, put on gloves, and carefully opened the lid. The rich fragrance assailed her nostrils. She shook her head and sighed, "It smells so good. "
The chicken in the chicken soup was raised by the manor itself, but it wasn't the Black Bone Chicken. Because she had said several times that she didn't want to eat black skinned chicken, he specially ordered people to send ordinary chickens every now and then.
The color of the soup was yellow. This was because the chicken in the soup had grown up eating grains and insects. He had put in Angelica, ginseng, wolfberry, and other herbs in the chicken soup. The soup was sweet and fresh, and the taste was excellent.
She took a big bowl and filled half a bowl with soup. She took out two chicken drumsticks and took them out to sit at the dining table to eat slowly.
The chicken meat was fresh and tender, and the chicken soup was delicious and rich. It was really too delicious.
In the past, when she stewed chicken soup in a hurry, she usually stewed it with an electric cooker.
Today's chicken soup was probably cooked by him with a small fire early in the morning. The taste of the soup that had been stewed for six to seven hours was different.
She ate it up in big mouthfuls, feeling that her mouth was sticky. That was because the soup was thick.
She hurriedly wiped her mouth with paper and then cleaned the bowls and chopsticks with satisfaction.
Seeing that the sun was bright outside and there was no wind, she walked to the yard behind to bask in the sun.
There was a beach chair by the pool. She took two small blankets and walked over. She laid one blanket on the chair and covered herself with the other blanket.
It was already the beginning of January. The sun was still warm and there was no wind. She was really comfortable lying there sunbathing.
She lay on the beach chair and looked into the distance in boredom. She suddenly remembered that it would be China's Spring Festival soon.
In the past, she would always spend the Spring Festival happily with her parents. On the night of New Year's Eve, all her relatives would come to her house to reunite. Everyone would gather around her and drink and chat happily. It was so lively and warm. Just thinking about it made her very happy.
But this year, the person accompanying her parents was no longer her.
And they did not know that the girl who looked exactly like her was not their biological daughter at all!
When she thought of this, she felt angry and aggrieved in her heart. However, what was even more intense was her deep longing for her parents.
She missed them!
She missed their smiles, missed their words.
She missed everything in China!
Her tears were like a heavy rain, unable to stop. . .
That afternoon, she was very dispirited.
Moh Zixiao called in the evening. He said that he would not be able to come back from a social gathering. He told her to eat earlier and rest later.
She agreed. She heated up the remaining chicken soup and ate it. Then, she lazily went upstairs.
Lying on the bed, she couldn't sleep. She turned on the television, but she didn't plan to watch it. She just wanted the lively sounds on the television to drive away the loneliness and loneliness in the room.
She waited for him to wait very late, but he still didn't come back. In the end, she slept extremely tiredly.
In the middle of the night, she heard the sound of snoring beside her. When she felt that her head was resting on a firm and powerful arm, she knew that he had returned.
She turned around and leaned her head against his chest. Listening to his powerful heartbeat, she felt a little more at ease. Her originally gloomy and gloomy mood had also become much better.
One day, she would be able to tell him her true identity. One day, he would bring her back and seek justice for her.
She could still be Xia Xiaoxin!
"You're awake?" He, who was already in a very shallow sleep, felt her movements. He reached out and gently stroked her long hair. His voice was somewhat hoarse. "Do you feel much better?"
"Yes. " She replied softly.
"I'm sorry, I was the one who didn't know how to restrain myself yesterday!" He apologized gently.
Yesterday, he was like a wild horse that had lost its reins. He could not stop himself from running forward. He only knew how to keep moving forward and did not understand her feelings at all.
This morning, he carried her into the bathroom to take a shower. Only then did he realize that she was covered in wounds all over her body. Only then did he realize that his actions were beyond what she could bear. As a result, during the entire process of him giving her a shower, she actually fell asleep.
