The more she acted this way, the better Xiang Yanlong treated her. In just two months, Xiang Yanlong gave Mao Xia five Chanel bags, two Hermes bags, countless earrings and necklaces, and a Rolex ladies' watch.
Sure enough, early Saturday morning, Xiang Yanlong sent someone from his boutique to deliver more than a dozen pieces of luxury clothing, two pairs of sandals, and a Chanel handbag.
Mao Xia was stunned. She was overjoyed, but she couldn't let her sensible persona crumble, so she pretended to hug Xiang Yanlong's arm and said, "Didn't she say she didn't want you to send her anything? She's with you, not for your money."
Xiang Yanlong was deeply moved. He hugged her and kissed her. "Xiaxia, I know you're different from those women who spend men's money. I know you're special, but I also want you to know that I'm serious about you. Forget bags, clothes, and perfumes, even luxury sports cars, ocean-view houses, villas, and yachts are no problem! However, you know that my father-in-law has cut off my credit cards, so I can only buy you these expensive items when I return to the Xiang family."
Mao Xia was a considerate girlfriend, and she immediately nodded, "As long as you have the will, I'll do anything."
Xiang Yanlong smiled and said, "By the way, isn't your birthday coming up soon?"
Mao Xia's birthday is in the summer, which has already passed according to the Gregorian calendar. However, Mao Xia is from the mainland and always celebrates her birthday according to the lunar calendar. So, her lunar birthday is just a few days away.
They had been together for over two months, spending every day and night together. They had kissed and touched each other, and were just one step away from taking the final step.
Mao Xia was afraid that if Xiang Yanlong got her too easily, he would quickly grow tired of her, so she kept her distance and didn't let him have her.
Two months is not a short time. Xiang Yanlong has given her so many luxury items, which are worth at least several hundred thousand yuan. It would be unreasonable for her not to give something in return.
Xiang Yanlong chuckled and patted her chest. Mao Xia blushed and said coquettishly, "You're so naughty!"
Xiang Yanlong felt a ticklish sensation in his heart from her laughter. Mao Xia's soft breasts carried a unique fragrance of a young girl, making Xiang Yanlong extremely eager to pounce on her immediately.
However, he had to play his part well in the play arranged by Zhou Jian'an; if he succeeded too early, Mao Xia would easily become suspicious.
"Xiaxia, we've been together for quite a while now, and you know how I feel about you. Next week is your birthday, and I want to give you a special birthday present. Sweetie, let's stay out that night and not come back, okay?"
Mao Xia knew what Xiang Yanlong meant, of course. When Mao Xia was in college, she had several boyfriends and had relationships with them. After getting together with Xiang Yanlong, she was afraid that Xiang Yanlong would mind that she was not a virgin, so she went to the hospital for repair surgery, hoping to marry into the Xiang family smoothly.
As expected, Xiang Yanlong was going to throw her a birthday party. It was a perfect opportunity, and it was only natural for the two of them to get together. She had no reason not to agree.
Mao Xia blushed, nodded shyly, and threw herself into Xiang Yanlong's arms. "Brother Long, I'll do whatever you say. If you say you won't come back, you won't. You can do whatever you want."
Although Xiang Yanlong was acting, Mao Xia had a hot body and was quite good-looking. A man wouldn't pass up a good opportunity, so he was holding such a beauty in his arms, only able to kiss her but not do anything else. It was really hard for him to hold back.
Xiang Yanlong had wanted to sleep with her for a long time, but Zhou Jian'an said that such things could only be done gradually and not forced.
It must be done with a sense of ritual!
This made Mao Xia feel that she was special to him.
So Xiang Yanlong planned to give her a surprise on her birthday.
To celebrate her birthday, Mao Xia specially got her body hair removed and went to a beauty salon for a facial, dressing up beautifully before going out.
Xiang Yanlong took her to the dock. It was getting dark, and there were many yachts moored at the dock. Mao Xia's heart was pounding. The sea breeze made her arms feel cold, but her heart was burning with passion.
Xiang Yanlong bound her eyes with a handkerchief. When Mao Xia opened her eyes again, she saw an endless black river, flickering candlelight and lamplight, and roses and Western food on the table in the middle of the yacht.
Mao Xia had never experienced a candlelight dinner like this before.
She's celebrating her birthday on a yacht! The yacht is incredibly luxurious, with rounded seats all around and a lounge at the back. It's hard to imagine how happy she'll be lying on such a yacht tomorrow morning!
As long as she marries Xiang Yanlong, she can live a life like this! It's something Zhou Chuyu can never compare to.
Mao Xia covered her mouth, her eyes welling up with tears, "Brother Long, I didn't know you had prepared such a surprise! Where did this yacht come from?"
Xiang Yanlong wore light blue jeans and a white shirt, looking like a rich young master in a movie. He had a few buttons undone on his shirt and wore dark sunglasses.
He shrugged and laughed, "Silly, of course I bought the yacht, did you think I stole it? This is my family's yacht. My dad suspended my credit card, so I secretly took the yacht out without him knowing. Actually, I don't want to rely on my family or use their things, but I wanted to give you a good birthday experience."
Mao Xia felt his sincerity. Xiang Yanlong was really good to her. He was willing to humble himself and bow to his family for her sake.
Mao Xia hugged Xiang Yanlong's waist, "Brother Long, thank you, this is the best birthday I've ever had in my life!"
Xiang Yanlong lifted her chin and forcefully sealed her mouth with his. Mao Xia's eyes were glistening with tears. She wanted to say something more, but Xiang Yanlong silenced her with his kiss, swallowing all her words. She could only helplessly tilt her head back and feel the burning passion within him.
Xiang Yanlong, breathless, gasped, "Silly boy, I suddenly don't want to eat anymore, I want to eat you."
Mao Xia stared blankly at him. Xiang Yanlong picked up the red wine and took a sip, then kissed Mao Xia. Caught off guard, Mao Xia choked, and the red wine flowed down her neck, into that hidden, soft garden.
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