My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

Xiaole forcefully dragged Su Hongxing away from the sofa rudely, still not panting, “I don’t think I’ve told Madam that I’m a martial artist. So, Madam should just accept her fate and obediently go to bed with the master!”

Far from getting angry, Su Hongxing laughed instead, “1 said I’m not sleepy!!”

Serve in bed? Did this servant think this was ancient times and that Ye Qilan was the emperor?

“It’s fine if you’re not sleepy, you can chat with the master. Does Madam know how many women want to serve in bed but don’t get the chance?!” Xiaole directly hugged Su Hongxing’s waist, dragging her upstairs.

Such a chance and she doesn’t know how to seize it. So stupid!

Su Hongxing had never felt this weak. She was actually dragged upstairs by a maid who weighed over ten pounds less than her. It was a disgrace.

Once Xiaole knocked on the master bedroom door, she pushed Su Hongxing in, “Master, I’ve brought Madam here.”

Ye Qilan was sitting on the bed reading a book. Hearing the sound, he glanced up, “You can leave.”

Xiaole followed the order and left, leaving Su Hongxing awkwardly standing in the master bedroom, unable to move forward or retreat.

She reached behind her to grab the door handle, yearning to escape from this Ye Qilan-filled space.

At this moment, Ye Qilan put down his book and slowly walked towards her.

She was nearly 170cm tall, but she still had to look up at him, “Ye Qilan, what do you want?!”

Ye Qilan reached out, intending to touch her face. She quickly turned her head to the side, but still couldn’t escape his touch.

His fingers were cool as he gently brushed her face with the back of his hand, “Give me a smile.”

Su Hongxing averted her gaze, coldly replying him, “1 won’t!”

“Smiling is human nature, of course, you can. Well, if you don’t want to smile, then don’t.” Ye Qilan took her hand, and like he’d discovered a new toy, he played with her smooth and fair fingers.

After a few unsuccessful attempts to pull her hand away, she gave up.

Just like that, they sat on the sofa, with him playing with her hand for ten minutes.

There was even a moment when she thought Ye Qilan had a hand fetish.

Just as she was getting bored and almost falling asleep, her body was suddenly lifted. Her sleepiness quickly dissipated when she realized she’d been picked up by Ye Qilan.

Holding her breath, her lips turned white from the tension.

Just as she thought that Ye Qilan was going to sleep with her, Ye Qilan pulled out the book by the bed, “Don’t be scared, I’ll read for you.”

Su Hongxing stared wide-eyed at Ye Qilan, feeling that this man was truly eccentric.

His pleasant and clear voice echoed in her ears, tickling and warm, “Don’t rush, the best things always appear when you least expected…”

Ye Qilan’s face was bathed in the soft light, his eyes and eyebrows clear and handsome. His long eyelashes cast a dark shadow, and his sexy thin lips moved to read every word and sentence from the book.

Perhaps it was his voice that was too gentle, or perhaps this man was too handsome, Su Hongxing’s tension gradually dissipated.

Before she fell asleep, she remembered what Mo Qiu had said.

Mo Qiu said that there were so many women who loved Ye Qilan, and there were also so many women who had been cast aside by Ye Qilan…

Next day, Su Hongxing opened her eyes to find herself facing Ye Qilan’s face.

She had to admit that this male face was perfect from any angle. Good-looking eyebrows, straight nose, thin lips, firm chin, and sexy Adam’s apple…

As Su Hongxing was staring at Ye Qilan’s face in a daze, Ye Qilan also happened to open his eyes. Thus, their gazes met..