Chapter 22
In the garden full of roses, there is a beautiful small white building. .

On the beautiful big white bed, Tong Caiwei closed her eyes and hadn't woken up yet. .

A head of black and beautiful long hair was messily scattered beside the pillow.

On the pointed face of melon seeds, the facial features are beautiful and delicate.

With tightly closed eyes, only long eyelashes can be seen, thick and curly.

Slender eyebrows, a straight nose, and lips as delicate as flower petals.

Ye Fan hooked his lips, took the golden mask hanging on the wall beside him, put it on his face, and walked slowly towards the bed.

He sat down by the bed, stared at the sleeping Tong Caiwei, his eyes flickered slightly, stretched out his fingers, and scratched her lips.

Suddenly, Tong Caiwei's eyelids moved twice.

Ye Fan withdrew his fingers caressing her lips, waiting for Sleeping Beauty to wake up.

Tong Caiwei's eyelids moved a few more times, and it seemed that she opened them with some difficulty.

"Well..."

She let out a pained sound first.

My head hurts like it's about to burst.

Then she found that where her eyes touched, everything she saw was strange.

She frowned suspiciously, and found herself lying on a large carpet.

Above the head, there is a shining crystal lamp that makes people unable to open their eyes.

Surrounded by magnificent decorations.

There is a feeling of being in an ancient palace.

She was about to get up from the ground and take a good look. . .

"you're awake?"

Suddenly, a strange man's voice came from behind.

Low and gorgeous, although it sounds good, it has a chill in it.

man? ?
Tong Caiwei froze and turned her head to look behind her.

A few meters away from her was a man in a black bathrobe sitting on a black leather chair.

A man wearing a golden mask.

The upper part of the face was covered by a strangely shaped golden mask.

Only a thin, sexy lips were exposed.

The belt of the bathrobe was loose, revealing a large piece of strong chest muscle.

The fine black hair covered half of the brows and eyes, and in the charged dark green eyes, there was a charming wave of light.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his thin lips, and he looked at her with a playful look.

Tong Caiwei was taken aback.

Her petite body trembled, and a look of defense immediately appeared on her small face, "You... who are you?"

His eyes inadvertently moved to his exposed chest muscles.

Oh, what a strong, beautiful pec.

Her little face was flushed, and her heart was beating a little fast.

Ye Fan was very satisfied with her reaction, tapped his fingers on the leather chair twice, and said with a charming smile, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I bought you from the auction, so, from a certain In a sense, you are already mine."

Tong Caiwei was startled again by his words.

His eyes widened, he swallowed, and said in disbelief, "You are talking nonsense, how could I belong to you, I...I only belong to myself."

"What an ignorant little girl, do you know where you are?" Ye Fan stood up slowly, smiling gracefully.

Tong Caiwei was curious about this question, "Where am I?"

He bent down, pinched her chin, and looked at her like a high-ranking king.

A strong man's breath floated into her nostrils, and the strange smell was surprisingly good, which made her not disgusted at all.
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(End of this chapter)

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