er suggestion. As such, White Willow woke up inexplicably in Rub' al Khali Desert. All forms of communication on his person were disabled; he was unable to call out for help from anyone. Ye Wei and El...083 Two Beasts

"If you didn't have some special preference, how could you rather be a concubine than an official fiancée," Ye FeiMo sneered.

Warming gave two forced laughs. "Haha, Second Young Master Ye, you must definitely not be of my kind. I think there's discrimination between our races."

"Before I tire of you, you will be whatever I want you to be. Remember, during this period, I am your master," he said as he got up and went upstairs. His coat was casually slung over his shoulder, and his movements were exceptionally graceful.

Warm felt embarrassed; she really thought Ye Fei Mo's reaction capability was unusually strong. When she called him a beast, he didn't even think to insult her in the same manner

How much verbal abuse must one endure as a child to cultivate such a quick-witted response

Second Young Master Ye is truly of another kind.

"Miss Wen, come up and serve the young master." As Ye Fei Mo walked away, he threw out another sentence that left Warm at a loss for what to do.

Serving a young master

Come on, is she supposed to be his maidservant

Sharing a bed with Ye Er (Second Young Master) was an extremely painful experience.

Her eyes wide open as she stared at the ceiling, she sighed for the hundred and first time: Who could possibly sleep well with an ice block lying beside them

She was used to Ye Er Shao's beastly behavior. The last time, he had almost taken her right there on the carpet in the living room downstairs. That man was so sexually frustrated that it was legendary, yet now he seemed insatiably horny. For such a man to suddenly act like a gentleman was truly terrifying and out of place, making Nu Wen feel quite uneasy.

In her mind, Ye Er Shao was synonymous with a beast.

She didn't expect him to be sleeping peacefully, yet her nerves grew even more tense.

Just as she sighed for the hundred and second time, Ye Feimo suddenly pulled back the covers, his tall figure looming over hers. In the darkness, the man's eyes were pitch black and deep, like ancient dark waters.ade no attempt to conceal his primal urges; he decisively kissed her lips, with the suit jacket providing ample cover for his bold actions. Holding Warming on his lap, he had already removed her coat...