Out of control and sinking

Bo Ye lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, his breath hot against her lips, and said, "I would like it even more if we wore it while doing something else."

Jiang Ruan felt a sudden heat rise to her ears as she listened.

She looked up at him with a coquettish glare, feeling her legs go weak. She bit her red lips and said, "People say you are abstinent and indifferent to women, but they've really misjudged you."

Bo Ye leaned back, put his arm around her, and said casually, "It depends on the person."

Jiang Ruan: "What do you mean?"

Bo Ye turned to look at her, his tone arrogant: "Not everyone can arouse my desire. To use a popular internet phrase, they are pigs."

Jiang Ruan never imagined that these two words would one day come out of his mouth, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He burst out laughing: "You even know those two words, 'stud pig,' hahahahaha."

"Killing me."

Bo Ye curled his lip: "It's not like we don't go online."

"What's so funny?"

Jiang Ruan leaned closer, wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggled against him, and looked up at him: "So it's just me all alone?"

"Only I can arouse your desire, is that it?"

Her bright eyes seemed to glow as she stared at him expectantly.

The light in her eyes pierced Bo Ye's eyes.

When their eyes met, he felt his throat go dry.

He gently pinched her chin with his fingertips, lifting it up so close that their breaths mingled, creating an atmosphere of extreme ambiguity.

Without warning, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips hard.

For Jiang Ruan, this was undoubtedly the most direct response.

A smile played on her lips, her eyes brimming with happiness and tenderness. He looked at the auction, while she nestled in his arms, savoring the peace and sweetness of the moment.

Then, a diamond ring appeared on the auction stage.

It is a high-carat diamond ring with a century-old heritage from the British Royal Family, featuring the finest 4Cs, making it a rare find in the world.

At the center is a five-carat diamond, surrounded by twenty twenty-point diamonds.

Diamonds may not be the biggest, but their symbolism is romantic enough.

520. At just one glance, Jiang Ruan was deeply moved.

This style is exactly what she likes.

A ring set with clustered, round diamonds.

Even though she tried her best to restrain herself and keep her gaze light, Bo Ye could still keenly sense her unease.

For example, when the diamond ring appeared, her breathing became erratic.

His gaze fell on the diamond ring. Bo Ye's eyes were dark, but he wasn't really interested in rings.

Over the years, Bo Ye has seen many newlywed couples who were moved to tears by their vows in the wedding hall, only to have the husband cheat on her with a mistress on their wedding night.

I've also seen couples who had been married for many years eventually break off their relationship and never speak to each other again.

Emotions in this world are inherently fickle.

A ring represents a promise, a shackle, but if people's hearts change, it is at best just an accessory.

But since she likes it...

The starting bid is eight million.

Bo Ye raised his paddle directly, his deep, magnetic voice amplified by the hall's 365-degree loudspeaker, resonating throughout the entire auction venue.

"Twenty million."

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

That's tripling the price?

Seeing him participate in the auction, Jiang Ruan's eyes widened, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on his hand.

Her tone trailed off with nervousness: "Why are you taking pictures of the diamond ring?"

Bo Ye looked down at her, his gaze lingering on her small face. He chuckled easily, "Don't you like her?"

"give you."

"I can't let you spend money to buy me gifts, only to end up with nothing for myself."

Jiang Ruan was a little surprised to hear this. She pouted and said, "How did you find out? Actually, I don't really like it anymore either."

"I have many rings."