In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Xiao Xiang'er's fingertips unconsciously touched her collarbone, and the skin there was surprisingly hot.

When she realized that she was imitating the rhythm coming from the inner room, she bit her tongue hard.

The moment the taste of rust filled her mouth, she staggered to her feet, not even bothering to pick up the gold silk shawl that had fallen on the ground, and rushed out of the courtyard as if escaping.

It was not until she returned to her boudoir in the backyard of Tianxiang Tower that she fell on the bed like a puppet with its strings cut.

With her cheek buried deep in the embroidered pillow, she could still smell the faint scent of pine wood - it was clearly the scent from that person's clothes!

"Ridiculous..." Veins popped up on the back of her hands as she clenched the quilt.

As the owner of Tianxianglou who has seen countless people, what kind of romantic scenes has he not seen?

But the girl's excited look today, and the beads of sweat rolling down Li Zimo's muscular back...

With a "bang", Xiao Xiang'er buried her face deeper.

The swaying bamboo shadows outside the window are just like her confused mood at the moment.

......

In the courtyard where the clouds had cleared and the rain had stopped, Li Zimo was tying the ribbon of Ye Yuhan's red bellyband in his arms.

The girl was as lazy as a satisfied cat, letting him play with her, and occasionally trembling slightly when his fingertips touched her sensitive areas.

"Try this." Li Zimo picked up a piece of honey fire square and fed it to her mouth, "Replenish your energy."

Ye Yuhan took a small bite and licked his fingertips carelessly with the tip of her tongue.

This unconscious action startled both of them. She lowered her head in a hurry, but couldn't hide the sweet curve at the corner of her mouth.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Li Zimo put on her coat and ran his fingers through her long black hair, combing her hair into a bun, with such skill that it seemed as if he had done it a thousand times.

Ye Yuhan obediently raised her face and accepted his deep kiss before saying goodbye. She only gently pushed it away when her breathing became unstable.

"Sir, I'm going back first."

As I turned around, a flash of light suddenly passed before my eyes.

She subconsciously took it and found that it was a storage ring carved with a lotus pattern.

"There are 100 million low-grade spirit stones inside."

Li Zimo played with a strand of her hair.

"Every evening, you personally bring over four dishes and a soup. The rest is given to you."

Ye Yuhan's pupils trembled slightly.

She originally thought it was just a fleeting romance, but she didn't expect...

His spiritual sense swept across the storage ring, and the mountains of spirit stones inside were flashing with dizzying blue light, enough to buy half of Tianxiang Tower!

"Yeah!" She nodded heavily, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

Not only for the huge sum of money, but also for that "daily" - it means that she can enjoy it openly... and get addicted to it.

Ye Yuhan tiptoed and stole another kiss, then left with a red face.

Not until he had flown a mile did he dare to let himself laugh out loud, startling a flock of birds in the woods.

......

At the same time, in the top-floor room of Tianxiang Tower, Xiao Xiang'er was staring at a water mirror in a daze.

The person in the mirror, with disheveled hair and smudged rouge, clearly looks like someone who has been loved—but in reality...

With a "click", the rhino horn comb broke into two pieces in her hand.

"Shopkeeper!"

The panicked voice of the maid came from outside the door.

"Ye, Manager Ye is back. He looks really happy and said he wants to cook for us himself..."

"Snapped!"

Xiao Xiang'er slammed the broken comb heavily on the dressing table, shaking even the rouge box.

The red corners of her eyes were reflected in the water mirror - this was not the dignity of a shopkeeper at all, it was clearly a little girl burning with anger!

Xiao Xiang'er bit her teeth so hard that they felt sore.

That girl was tormented by that old man until her hair and hair were in disarray and she looked extremely ugly, yet she still dared to parade around in public?

"Call that little slut over here!"

"This..." The maid looked confused.

Xiao Xianger's eyes narrowed: "Ye Yuhan!"

After a moment, the door of the compartment was gently pushed open.

Ye Yuhan came in humming a little tune, with an unfamiliar jade hairpin pinned to her hair. The hairpin was a flawless imperial green, and it was obvious at first glance that it was of great value.

"Sister Xiang'er is looking for me?"

There was a smile on her lips, and the faint red marks on her neck stung Xiao Xianger's eyes.

“You still have the nerve to laugh?”

Xiao Xiang'er stood up suddenly. "Not only did you get teased by an old monk, but you even took advantage of it and flaunted it all over the building! Did you know that a guy saw you walking with your legs so weak that you had to hold on to the wall?"

Ye Yuhan blinked and suddenly burst out laughing.

Of course, she would not say that Li Zimo was actually only eighteen years old. Instead, she stroked the jade hairpin and said in a soft voice:

"Although the senior is older, he is stronger than the young man."

The fingertips deliberately brushed across the kiss mark on the collarbone,

“My skin feels so tight and most importantly...”

She leaned close to Xiao Xiang'er's ear and whispered, "Alive, well."

Xiao Xiang'er's ears were burning, and she was about to explode when she saw Ye Yuhan throw out a gold-embroidered storage bag.

The bag landed on the dressing table with a dull thud, and a few rays of light leaked out from the opening.

"Ten million low-grade spirit stones, including principal and interest."

Ye Yuhan counted on her fingers.

"The three million I made you pay last time, the advance payment for today's meal, and..."

She glanced meaningfully at Xiao Xiang'er's disheveled collar and said, "Mental damage compensation."

"You!" Xiao Xiang'er swept her spiritual sense through the storage bag and gasped in shock.

This is equivalent to ten years of my annual salary!

That old guy is so generous?

“Where did it come from?”

She forced herself to remain calm and fastened her loose collar.

Ye Yuhan played with the newly acquired jade hairpin: "Of course it was given to me by my senior~"

Suddenly, I remembered something and cried out softly,

"Oh, I have to deliver food to Senior tomorrow, so I have to practice my cooking skills. Also, I'm not walking with my hands on the wall, I'm in good health!"

When she turned around, the goose yellow skirt spun out a flower, and her jumping steps did not look like she was "weak-legged and holding on to the wall" at all.

When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "By the way, Sister Xiang'er, the senior praised the Drunken Immortal Wine you gave me and it went really well with the dishes~"

The moment the door closed, Xiao Xiang'er grabbed the storage bag.

Amid the sound of heavy spirit stones colliding, Li Zimo's handsome face appeared before her eyes - where were the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes?

The sharp eyebrows and eyes are so clear, even the curve of the Adam's apple is...

"Pah!" She suddenly threw the bag against the wall. "Who cares!"

But when the spirit stones scattered all over the ground with a "clatter", she hurriedly squatted down to pick them up.

The sound of Ye Yuhan humming a tune could be heard from outside the window.

Xiao Xiang'er sat on the ground clutching the spirit stone, and suddenly she noticed her reflection in the bronze mirror on the dressing table. The corners of her mouth were inexplicably raised.

“How good can it be to live well...?”

She muttered unconsciously, and when she realized what she had said, her whole face suddenly turned as red as a boiled shrimp.

He hurriedly put the scattered spirit stones into the storage ring and rushed to the bed as if escaping.

"Humph, he's just an old fool pretending to be young!"

She buried her hot cheeks deeply in the soft pillow embroidered with gold thread, but her two slender legs betrayed her tough talk and she unconsciously twisted the quilt tightly.

The silky satin made subtle noises as it rubbed against her skin, as if mocking her duplicity.

What lingered in my mind was that hateful handsome face——

Smiling starry eyes beneath those sword-like eyebrows, that high nose bridge, and those damn corners of the eyes without a single wrinkle!

"Bah! Paint an old cucumber green..."

She pounded the bed angrily, and the golden nanmu bed board under the quilt made a dull protest.

But the tone of her voice clearly contained a hint of coquettishness that she herself was not aware of.

The bronze mirror reflected her current appearance: her hair was disheveled, her almond eyes were full of spring, and the blush spread from her cheeks to her snow-white collarbone.

Where is the dignity of the head manager of Tianxiang Tower?

She looks like a girl in the boudoir who is thinking about love.