Out of control and sinking

It's an eyesore.

Jiang Ruan blushed and reached out to tug at Bo Ye's sleeve, her eyes filled with embarrassment: "Bo Ye, what kind of lousy pictures are those on the wall? What kind of place is this, to have such things embedded in the wall!"

It's absolutely appalling!
It lowers the level of elegance.

Bo Ye glanced at her, but smiled. He put her down and said, "These are all designed by top French artists and crafted by skilled artisans over several months."

Bo Ye smiled and said, "This room was completed last month. How do you feel about it?"

Jiang Ruan asked him, "How do you know so much?"

"You didn't have someone design this, did you?"

He's even capable of filling a room in a castle villa with mirrors.

And that doesn't even include other things you do normally.

She has a cabinet in her walk-in closet that she never lets anyone open.

He bought all the clothes inside...

Those kinds of clothes.

Can't see the light.

Jiang Ruan originally thought she was already embarrassed enough.

Now look at him. He's had a suite designed, and the walls are covered with these kinds of paintings.

This completely shattered Jiang Ruan's worldview.

"clever."

Bo Ye's gaze fell on the mural. He put his arm around her waist and walked over, pointing it out to her.

"All 365 ancient techniques are included here."

As he spoke, he rested his chin on her shoulder, moved closer to her neck, inhaled her fragrance, and placed his fingertips on her collarbone.

An inexplicable temptation: "Weren't you going to thank me just now?"

His voice was low and husky, and every word was alluring: "Baby, now's your chance."

"This will be our happy paradise."

Jiang Ruan got goosebumps listening to this.

She was both amused and exasperated: "I don't want to thank you."

Is it too late to regret it now?

As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Ye bent down and picked her up, his arm around her waist.

He turned and walked towards the classic French-style bed.

"What do you think?"

Jiang Ruan was placed on the bed, her back sinking into something soft. Then, Bo Ye supported himself on the bed with his wrists, hovering above her.

Jiang Ruan's heart pounded wildly, especially from this angle, looking at the man's sharply defined face and his exquisitely sculpted jawline. "Bo Ye, kiss me."

She couldn't help but reach out and hug his narrow waist, and Bo Ye obediently lowered his head and kissed her lips.

In full swing.

Bo Ye gently stroked her long hair with his palm, causing the Buddhist prayer beads on his right wrist to make a sound.

Afraid of hurting her, Bo Ye casually took off the prayer beads and tossed them aside.

Jiang Ruan's dress only had one zipper.

The voice sounded.

Her skin is very fair; even without applying BB cream, it has a pinkish, snow-white hue.

After so many encounters between them, no one understands her better than Bo Ye, which is why he loves her even more.

In the depths of her emotions, Jiang Ruan called out Bo Ye's name.

Her tone was delicate and fragile, making her exceptionally endearing.

She called out, and Bo Ye responded.

If there must be a soulmate, including a body partner, who is 100% compatible with you in this world.

Jiang Ruan thought that person must be Bo Ye.

Especially at times like these, a woman's IQ almost drops to zero.

I always habitually open my heart and ask the other person questions that I wouldn't normally dare to ask.

Jiang Ruan and Bo Ye held hands.

Looking at the man, her eyes were red, her lips were luscious, and she exuded an undeniable charm.

She bit her lip and asked him.

"Bo Ye, do you love me?"

Jiang Ruan and his family didn't think before asking the question.

He just blurted it out.

Her dark eyes stared unblinkingly at the man.

The next second, Bo Ye kissed her lips.

She was not given another chance to speak.

But in the very end, Jiang Ruan became dazed and confused, her consciousness fading away.

I clearly heard the man utter two words, his voice choked with breathlessness.

(End of this chapter)