In the dark, the man suddenly opened his eyes, his reddened eyes like those of a famished beast in the endless night, his voice hoarse and nearly gnashing his teeth, "Little fairy…"
Ye Xian ate a few strawberries, then some dessert, watched TV for a while with Father Ye and Mother Ye in the hall, took a bath, and happily returned to her room ready to sleep.
Unexpectedly, just as she entered the room, her phone rang again. Who would call her so late…
Damn! How is it the Werewolf again?
Is he not asleep at this late hour?
Calling her, is he going to find some fault again?
"…Hello?"
Ye Xian gingerly answered the call, hearing the subtle rustling of clothes from the other end.
"CEO? What are you doing?"
"Taking off clothes."
On the other side, the man was undoing his buttons with one hand, his expression unclear in the dark.
Ye Xian: "Taking off clothes? Are you about to sleep?"
"Hot."
"Are you still hot in this weather?"
