"No need to buy it, I have some at home, I'll get you a bag."
Xu Ying's expression changed, then she smiled and said, "No! I don't feel comfortable using other brands. Could you go and buy one for me? There seems to be a big supermarket near where we're having the buffet; they'll definitely have it there. Thank you for your help."
Bi Xie was stunned for a moment, and Xu Ying said anxiously, "Xiao Xie, hurry up, my stomach is a little upset. Buy me a bag of brown sugar on your way back."
With a slight smirk, Bi Xie glanced at the door to the second bedroom and replied, "Okay, I'll go right now."
Xu Ying heard the bathroom door open and close, and her eyes lit up with joy. She listened to the sounds outside, then opened the bathroom door and went out.
The living room was empty, and the door to the second bedroom was tightly closed.
Xu Ying frowned, picked out a thin and see-through nightgown from her suitcase, and went straight to the door of the second bedroom without even wearing underwear.
She was very confident in her figure. Although her features were not as delicate and beautiful as Bi Xie's, she had been in society for many years and understood men's minds best. She did not believe that the cold and handsome man would be able to resist her after seeing her hot figure!
Bi Xie's limited knowledge doesn't mean she lacks insight. This aloof and tall man possesses an aura of noble dignity that commands respect. Perhaps he's some rich second-generation who didn't want to inherit his family's wealth and chose to work hard instead.
Even if she guessed wrong, she would still be willing to spend a night with such a perfect man.
"Hello, could I borrow your hair dryer?" Xu Ying knocked on the door again, and then pulled down the straps of her pajamas, revealing her fair shoulders and collarbone.
On her bare half of her back, there was a butterfly tattoo, sexy and alluring.
Inside the room, Wei Zhaoye glanced at the door and said lazily into his phone, "A scammer is knocking on my door."
Bi Xie quickly replied, "Don't open the door, just say you're asleep."
A smile flickered in Wei Zhaoye's eyes, and his thin lips, which had been pressed into a straight line, curled up to one side. "But I was clearly talking to my darling on the phone."
Bi Xie: "...Wei Zhaoye, if you don't obey, I'll...I'll..."
"Hmm?" Wei Zhaoye uttered a low, slightly upturned sound. "What does my darling want?"
"I'm not letting you get into bed!"
This worked. Wei Zhaoye was silent for a moment, then raised his voice and uttered a single word: "Get lost!"
Bi Xie smiled secretly, her eyebrows raised, as if rewarding an obedient child, and said softly, "Husband, you're amazing! You're even more virtuous than Liu Xiahui, you truly deserve to be my husband!"
Xu Ying, standing outside the door, was startled by the deep, thunderous roar.
I never expected that such a noble and elegant man would be so rude at heart, and even swear at people.
Xu Ying's face turned pale and then red. She snorted angrily and yelled into the door, "What kind of person is this! Fine, don't lend it to me, but why are you cursing my ancestors? You son of a bitch! A grown man can't even lend a hairdryer? I bet you don't have one, you poor loser! Get lost!"
After saying that, still not satisfied, he kicked the door: "Dressed up like a proper person, I don't know where you rented that suit from, what the hell are you trying to prove!"
A cold glint flashed in Wei Zhaoye's dark, deep eyes, but his tone was soft and aggrieved: "Baby, she insulted me and kicked my door, I can..."
"No! Brother, calm down!"
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