C398 Whatever You Want I'll Give It to You

Yi Xiaomi looked at the man's fingers and saw that he was holding a glass jar. There was a white crystal inside. Yi Xiaomi then remembered that the man just said that he was going to get her sugar.

But now, she had already finished drinking... No, no, why did her thoughts run away again? Now, what she wanted to think about was where to make a fire...

Taking the incense to the kitchen to start the fire? The corner of Yi Xiaomi's mouth twitched.

Seeing that the bottom of the cup had already been seen and there was not even a drop of coffee inside, Shang Moze's eyes darkened slightly and his fingers that were hugging the candied can also tightened bit by bit.

"You drank really fast."

"I took a sip. It felt pretty good." Yi Xiaomi smiled faintly. In her heart, she had trampled on this damn Espreso a hundred times. She swore that she would never touch coffee again in this lifetime.

Slowly putting the sugar can on the table, the man's tall body stood up and his face was dark. "Since it is so delicious, I will make you another cup."

What the f * ck? What the f * ck! Yi Xiaomi quickly shook her head vigorously. "No need, no need. Cough cough, I... I feel that good things cannot be drunk too much. Otherwise, I will get sick of it."

Damn it, if I drink another cup, I'll have to throw up and go see a doctor...

" I heard you say it's so delicious, I'll go get a drink too. " As he spoke, the man picked up the white porcelain cup, turned his slender legs slightly, and was about to walk out.

Yi Xiaomi suddenly felt as if she had been fiercely hammered by someone with a big hammer. Damn, if Shang Moze drank it, everything she did would not be in vain.

"Aiyo..."

The man who had already stepped on the door froze. He quickly turned his head and ran back. He saw the woman frowning and pressing her abdomen with one hand. She looked like she was in pain.

"What's wrong?" Shang Moze felt like his heart was hanging. He held the woman's slender waist with one hand and his deep eyes were filled with fear. "Qingren, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Seeing the man's worried face, Yi Xiaomi felt like she was stung by a bee in her heart. She forgave her despicable and shameless behavior and used this man's concern for her.

"I... I don't feel well in my stomach..." After racking her brain, Yi Xiaomi only felt that this reason was more credible.

"My stomach is not feeling well. Did you just drink that cup of coffee?" Slapping the woman's butt hard, Shang Moze gritted his teeth, "I let you drink so fast, you deserve it!"

Yi Xiaomi only felt that the tip of her nose was a little sour and lowered her head. "Yes, it should be. The coffee just now..."

"How about this, is it better?"

Hearing the man's words, Yi Xiaomi was stunned. She lowered her head and saw that the joints were clearly defined. A pair of large hands that were as exquisite as jade flutes were slowly circling around her abdomen, one at a time and one at a time. Their movements were gentle and slow.

"It's... a lot..."

Shang Moze, don't be so good to me. What if I suddenly regret it and am unwilling to leave? What should I do...

"Alright, hurry up and lie down on the bed. The weather is getting cold, and you are still wearing so little. You don't even know how to put on a coat when you come down!"

He looked at the woman who was wearing a soft silk nightdress with no sleeves. Shang Moze wished he could give Yi Xiaomi a knock on the head. It was almost winter, and although it was spring all year round in A City, it was still winter. But the temperature will drop in winter.

Especially at night. Although there was an air conditioner in the house and there was a thick blanket on the floor, Young Master Shang still wanted to wrap Yi Xiaomi up layer by layer, afraid that she would get cold.

In fact, Young Master Shang had indeed done so. Yi Xiaomi was stunned for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, she had already arrived on the bed, and then her body was wrapped in layers of blankets.

The corner of Yi Xiaomi's mouth twitched, and she said, "Shang Moze, don't take the blanket. It's warm enough." In fact, it was indeed warm enough.

She was currently sitting cross-legged with three layers of the blanket stacked on her body. Her entire body was almost submerged by the white cloth, making her look like a silkworm baby.

The man closed the closet and unfolded the blanket in his hand. He strode towards the bedside and said, "There's still a need in the future. Take a few more beds so that you won't kick the blanket at night."

In the future... Yi Xiaomi frowned. The curve of her lips slightly rose. She grabbed the thick blanket on her body. It was really soft and warm - unfortunately, there would not be a future.

Kick the blanket. Shang Moze, why do you have to remember my matters so clearly? Every time I hardened my heart and wanted to completely lock you out of my heart, you were always like this... Always like this...

The crystal clear liquid fell out of her guard and Yi Xiaomi was shocked. She hurriedly buried her head in the quilt and rubbed it with all her might. "Since you dislike me so much, then go and find a beautiful woman who doesn't kick the blanket!"

Not noticing the woman's movements, Shang Moze's pair of eyes were staring intently at the thread-shaped incense stick in the sandalwood box. His handsome face was indistinguishable.

After confirming that there was no trace on his face, Yi Xiaomi slowly looked up from the quilt and saw the man's sinister gaze. And the place where that sinister gaze landed was obviously the incense that Su Tang gave her.

After removing all the blankets on her body, Yi Xiaomi ran out of bed and hugged the box with both hands before running back eagerly.

"How is it? This box is pretty, right?" Yi Xiaomi displayed the entire incense stick in front of the man. The smile on her face was very sincere. "Did you see the incense inside? It was given to me by Tang. I heard that it is the best in the Imperial Palace."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I really didn't expect that I would be able to touch the things inside the Imperial Palace in my lifetime." The more Yi Xiaomi spoke, the more her eyes lit up. Then, she handed the incense to the man and said, "How is it? Isn't it very unique?"

The smiling woman's cinnabar red lips were raised and the arc was graceful. Her eyes were like black diamonds, sparkling and glistening. It was clear and clean and otherworldly, just like the first time they met...

Shang Moze faintly looked at Yi Xiaomi's beautiful face. Her voice was slow and deep, and every word was exceptionally clear.

"In the future, you will have whatever you want. Not to mention the things inside the palace, I will even get the things inside the Heavenly Palace for you."

The smile on the corner of her mouth froze slightly. Yi Xiaomi felt as if her throat was blocked by something. Astringent...

Taking a deep breath and raising her head again, Yi Xiaomi nodded her head, "Okay. In the future, you can help me buy it. Anyway, you have money."

En, unfortunately, this rich man is not mine after all...

Looking at the incense in the man's hand, Yi Xiaomi held her breath and tried to speak as naturally as possible, "Don't you have a lighter? Light up this incense. I still don't know what kind of smell is inside the Imperial Palace."

It seemed that this way, it could barely be covered up... Pretending that she felt that it was novel, this man should not be suspicious...