His eyes flickered, and the man's sexy, thin lips pressed into a straight line. "Why?"
"Because...that's not what I want."
A bone-chilling cold swept over him, and Helian Junmo lowered his eyes. The woman's hand, veiled in black netting, covered his chest.
Then that ethereal and beautiful voice slowly rang out, "What I want is your heart."
"Heh." Helian Junmo scoffed. "Boring."
He grabbed her cold hand and ripped it off.
Rong Shang clicked her tongue. "You really are heartless."
Turning around, Rong Chang slowly began to walk with elegant steps.
The bedroom was dimly lit, the somewhat shadowy atmosphere blending in with her black dress.
Women are like fairies in the night; whether it's their faces or their devilish figures, they exude a fatal allure.
It is said that when a man and a woman are alone together in a room, they are like dry wood that can be ignited into a fire.
Unfortunately, Helian Junmo is not Zhu Bajie (Pigsy), he is Tang Sanzang (Tripitaka).
His expression remained cold as Helian Junmo watched her retreating figure and asked, "When will you let me go?"
"When you are willing to stay."
The sound of her high heels clicking on the ground grew softer and softer. The woman had already reached the doorway, her black figure completely blending into the night. In an instant, it seemed as if she had passed through the wall and gone out.
Helian Junmo, "..."
*
The next day, Rong Shang was in her study, with the outdoor swimming pool directly opposite her through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Below, Bo Yuan's brothers, Bo Si and Bo Di, are playing in the swimming pool with women.
Bored, Rong Chang looked away.
But the laughter kept coming, and Rong Shang frowned, no longer able to concentrate on her book.
Closing the book, Rong Shang closed her eyes and said softly, "Bring Helian Junmo here."
"Yes, Your Highness," the servant outside the door replied immediately.
Given that she summoned him time and time again, one can imagine how dark Helian Junmo's face must have been when he saw the servant.
She put the book back on the shelf, sat down in the rocking chair again, and gazed leisurely out the window.
"Luna, come quick!"
In the shimmering swimming pool, Burse splashed a handful of water onto the voluptuous woman on the shore, the water hitting her right in the chest.
The woman stomped her foot playfully, "Your Highness, you're so naughty!"
Ugh, that's so cheesy!
Unable to hold back, Rong Shang shivered. Just as she was about to look away, she was caught off guard and met a pair of sharp, eagle eyes.
It's Boyuan's second brother, Bertie.
With an elegant smile, Rong Shang nodded at him, but he ignored her and turned his face away.
Tsk, this guy.
It is said that because Bo Yuan was favored by the prince, her brothers did not like her very much and often gave her a cold shoulder.
That's good too, Rong Shang doesn't want to deal with those stinky men.
Turning her gaze away, she heard two knocks on the door. The servant's cold voice rang out from outside, "Your Highness, Helian Junmo has arrived."
"Let him in."
A moment later, a pleasant fragrance wafted over. Rong Shang listened to the sound beside her, leaned back in her rocking chair, and lazily looked at the person who had come.
Sure enough, what caught the eye was the man's face, as black as ink.
"Boyuan, what exactly do you want to do? Let me tell you, I'm not in the mood to play games with you."
“I don’t want to do anything.” Rong Shang smiled, her gaze suddenly becoming intense as she stared at him. “I just have a relationship I want to talk to you about.”
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