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Yes, it was like this. What else did she have to say?

Although it was due to the drugs, he still didn't force her to ask her about it in the end.

Hatred rose from the bottom of her heart. She was willing to be a woman of Yuan Zhanghua, but she was unwilling to kneel at his feet in such a lowly and crazy manner and voluntarily beg to be a woman of Yuan Zhanghua.

Ren Zixuan, Mo Keyu!

What you owe me will never be repaid!

Clove suddenly raised her head. It was time to accept reality. This was her fate to take a detour around this place and return to the old road in the snow. She had no choice but to step on that road.

Perhaps from the moment she became Yuan Zhaohua's secretary, she was destined to be like this, unable to escape.

Looking up, her eyes were clear and cold. Was she just a secretary and a lover, a maid warming a bed?

Well, she had chosen it, she had begged for it, and he had accepted her request graciously.

Wait, no matter what he wanted, she would give him. Even if he was unconscious and in unbearable pain, she could only bear the pain and could not resist.

"Do you want it now?"

She looked at Yuan Zhou, but her gaze did not fall upon his face. Was it necessary for her to satisfy him, to let him know how lowly she was?

"What are you doing?"

Annoyed, Yuan Zhanghua grabbed Clove's wrist and saw that there were several marks on Clove's wrist, the marks of his fingers.

He was stunned for a moment, then remembered the bruises on his wrist where he had gripped the lilac. They should have been left behind just now. He quickly lightened his grip, pulled the clove up from the ground, and reached out to button it.

Looking at her dazed and injured expression, he couldn't help but feel indecisive. A deep sadness was hidden in her eyes. She was taken into his embrace numbly. He must have hurt her, right?

Closing his eyes, there were no tears. Perhaps he had shed all his tears yesterday?

"Change your clothes, I'll take you out for dinner."

"May I go? I'm very tired. "

She was very, very tired. Her body was very, very tired. Her heart was even more tired. She didn't want to go anywhere, much less be seen by others. She had become Yuanhua's lover.

He just wanted to stay in his room and be alone.

"Shut up and get dressed."

Yuan Zhanghua scolded her in a low voice. Annoyed, he stretched out his hand to pull away the lilac's outer garment. "Can't you put on more proper clothes?"

Clove stood still as a puppet, letting Yuan Hua rip off her clothes.

He had been hiding for too long, and every time he tried to hide or conceal himself, he would just make fun of him.

After yesterday, it was even more so, right?

Yuan Zhua's sword-like eyebrows creased, but she remained motionless. She remembered that every time he did this, she would dodge and flee.

That flustered and helpless appearance, that bashful look in his eyes and expression, was something he liked.

But now she stood like a puppet before him, as if drained of her soul, lost her usual spirit, and looked down at her in a daze.

Seeing the numerous kisses and the traces of joy left behind, Yuan Zhua Hua was also stunned for a moment. She was not the only one who was crazy yesterday, he was also very crazy.

Yuan Zhanghua turned around and opened the wardrobe. Looking at the clothes inside, Yuan Zhanghua picked out a light purple long skirt and gently put it on Clove. The purple colour accentuated her tender and fair skin, giving her a noble and mysterious color. This made her pure temperament give off a feeling of being unable to see through.

Seeing the marks on Lilac's long neck, Yuan Zhanghua finally took out a silk handkerchief from the cabinet and wrapped it around Lilac's neck. He tied a flower knot, barely covering the kiss mark on Lilac's neck.

He sat in front of the dressing table with Clove and gently combed her hair with a wooden comb. His movements were indescribably gentle. With a gentle smile, he looked at Clove in the mirror.

Feeling Yuan Zhanghua's gentle and emotional action, Clove lowered her head and did not look at herself in the mirror.

After a long while, his long hair was combed, and his slender fingers fluttered on her face as he made up for her.

How many times had he thought that there would be a man that would concentrate and gently draw her eyebrows? He didn't think that it would be here. At this moment, that man would be him!

He raised his eyes to look at her. Her handsome face was like an ice mountain, warm and smiling. Her piercing eyes could no longer be seen as she gently looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Long fingers swept lightly across her face, drawing her eyebrows, smearing her makeup, lighting her lips.

Her chin was lifted and her lips were warm. She rubbed her lips a few times.

"Alright, that's the most natural way."

Yuan Zhanghua looked with satisfaction at the slightly swollen and moist red lips of the lilac. The corners of the lips of the lilac twitched.

Looking at the twitching lips of the lilac and the tangled little face, the smile on Yuan Zhanghua's face grew even wider. He pulled up the lilac's hair, layer by layer pulling it up, and coiled it around the lilac's head. He opened the drawer on the makeup table, took out a network of pearls, and pinned the lilac's hair to the top of its head.

His tall hair was tied up in a bun, with pearls flickering with a gentle luster. There were also a few broken diamonds, giving him a noble temperament. Two wisps of hair fell from her temples onto her shoulders. She looked charming and pure, perfectly blending together in a complex yet contradictory manner.

"My little kitten, you look beautiful today."

Yuan Zhanghua gently smiled and saw the strange glow in Lilac's eyes as her soul returned to her body.

He picked up her hair. It was her man, the man he loved so much.

"Thank you, your cooking skills are very good."

"Of course, I'm the best in the world. You have to be satisfied."

All of a sudden, Lilac stretched out her hand and hooked it around Yuan Zhanghua's neck. She put her lips next to Yuan Zhanghua's ear and whispered, "Yuan Zhanghua, who is it that isn't satisfied?"

"You naughty kitten. Un, you seem to be missing something, come with me."

Yuan Zhanghua wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her up from the chair. "You don't need me to make up your stockings and shoes, do you?"

Clove took out her stockings and high heels and put them on. The dress looked like an evening dress, but it was only with stockings and high heels. She didn't like high heels.

Yuan Zhanghua brought the cloves to his room, took out a delicate box, and opened it. It was bright and shining, a diamond necklace. There was a pendant below, surrounded by transparent diamond fragments. In the middle was a huge navy-blue diamond, flickering with a strange luster, as if there was a sea wave rippling inside.