Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Very satisfied.
No one could make her as satisfied as him.
After supper, they freshened up, and the two of them were energized. They could not really sleep well. Ye Ling had some sleep during the day, so he was more awake at night. Shen Qianshu picked up a book and intended to read to him so that he could go to sleep sooner.
Ye Ling pushed the book away. “You sound like you’re singing when you read in French. I suggest you stop before I get even more awake.”
Shen Qianshu’s face flushed.
Wow, Master. You’re breaking the rules too much.
Sweet talk came so naturally; there was not even a small greeting before it.
“What happened?” Ye Ling asked.
“If I read like I’m singing, won’t you sleep better?”
“I would want to hear it.”
Shen Qianshu’s heart felt really sweet. She hugged him by the waist, and she was really satisfied. That was so sweet. Her Master was getting increasingly proper, and those were honest words. She liked sweet talk that was made of honest words.
Hahahaha!
“What are you smiling about?” Ye Ling asked. What is she thinking about? She’s laughing in such a despicable manner.
Shen Qianshu rubbed her face. “Nothing much.”
Mmh, control yourself.
“I’m really happy because you praised me.”
What is control? It can’t be eaten. Love and adoration should be loudly expressed.
Ye Ling looked at her. He did not quite seem to understand that she could be in such a happy state when he had praised her. Shen Qianshu looked at Ye Ling. “Master, I am a softie. I need a lot of reaffirmation. You have to praise me more often and not say bad things about me.”
“You are very confident.” He replied. Not a softie at all.
“No, you have mistaken me. I am a person with very low self-esteem. I need to be praised often.”
In the dark night, Ye Ling was in a good mood for the lovers to speak. “Sure.”
Shen Qianshu tested his limits “Then begin now. Master, praise me. Hurry.”
Ye Ling said, “You… are very talented at jewelry designing.”
Shen Qianshu said, “…Praise something else?”
You aren’t even my boss. Why do you have to praise me for my talent? Men should compliment women for their beauty, personality, body, traits, aura… There is clearly a lot to be praised.
Ye Ling thought for a moment. Something else?
“You’re very talkative.”
“… ” Shen Qianshu was dumbstruck.
What the freaking hell. Are you sure this is a compliment? If it weren’t for his illness, she would have retorted and scolded him.
“Forget it, let’s sleep.” The conversation could not go on. She felt like she could die from anger!
Ye Ling could not get her feelings. Confused, he went to sleep under her coaxing.
The next morning.
Black Rose’s external agent’s affairs came to an end. She left everything to Beckman to deal with. Beckman just had to get back to her once in two days, and occasionally, he let Meng Qi handle them.
Meng Qi was unwilling, but he did not dare to speak up at the thought of his brother still being ill.
He listened to Shen Qianshu’s orders sadly.
People from the European Ye Family came a little faster than Shen Qianshu had expected. Someone arrived at their house with a note less than two days after Ye Huanhuan had caused trouble. As a form of courtesy before they declared war, they wanted them to apologize for what had happened to Ye Huanhuan.
The person who came was Ye Junchen, the Master of the Ye Family.
He was three years older than Ye Ling. He was an outstanding leader in that generation of the Ye Family. He looked a little like Ye Yifan. They both looked a bit of a playboy, but they had very captivating eyes. As he had mixed blood, his eyes were light blue and really beautiful.
Ye Junchen’s men were all locked outside of the castle. He entered the castle alone with a gun. Shen Qianshu was there to welcome him. Tong Hua sat by a side, and Ye Ling was resting in the bedroom. Ye Ling did not show up.
