I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

I rolled out of bed holding Bei Mingyu's clothes and stumbled towards the door.

As soon as I left the room, the door behind me closed with a bang.

Suddenly, at the other end of the corridor, another figure rushed out of a servant's room.

The figure quickly ran up to me, who was barefoot, with messy hair, and a men's pajamas in my arms.

"Alas!" Xiaoyue sighed heavily after circling me in a circle.

I pulled at my somewhat messy hair, and then said awkwardly, "Xiaoyue, don't look at people like this, it makes people uncomfortable."

"Young mistress, please explain to me why I was thrown out by the young master today."

Xiaoyue didn't wait for my answer, just shook her head and murmured to herself: "I really don't know, young lady, when will you be able to walk out of the young master's room normally? You and the young master, one is water, the other is Is it fire? It’s so incompatible.”

"Xiaoyue, let me correct you. First of all, I was not thrown out by you, but I came here."

I also want to save face, so I won’t tell Xiaoyue that I was the one who soiled Bei Mingyu’s pajamas and was kicked out by Bei Mingyu.

"Oh!" Xiaoyue nodded, then looked at me who was barefoot, "Young lady, are you so anxious to come out to see me that you forgot to put on your shoes?"

"That, that..." I said guiltily, "That's because the room was too dark, and the carpet at home was so comfortable, so I didn't wear shoes."

"Oh!" Xiaoyue nodded again, and then pointed to the men's pajamas in my arms, "Does the young master's pajamas glow? It's so dark, you can see clearly, and you can even take it out!"

"I..." I was speechless.

"Speaking of which!" Xiaoyue suddenly only stared at the pajamas in my arms, "Young mistress, why did you come out holding the young master's pajamas? Could it be..."

As Xiaoyue spoke, she came close to my ear and whispered in an ambiguous voice, "Young mistress, is it possible that you already love my young master to such an extent that you have to hold the young master's pajamas before you sleep? Let me tell you, why do you do that? Wouldn’t it be better to just hug the person instead of hugging the pajamas?”

This girl is really lawless.

I raised my hand towards her, but as soon as I raised it, she ran away.

"Xiaoyue, come back, come back!" I chased Xiaoyue.

Who could love her young master to that extent? I, I don’t.

Although, every time I see Bei Mingyu or am alone with Bei Mingyu, my heart beats faster than usual.

But only a little faster.

Bei Mingyu is so fierce, I don't want to fall in love with him.

Bei Mingyu had already come out of the room, and the people downstairs were making a fuss.

He was neatly dressed, and although his face was covered by a mask, his slender figure and innate noble temperament still made people unable to bear to look away.

He stood on the aisle with his hands behind his hands, his deep eyes locked tightly on the playful figure downstairs.

Looking at that playful figure, Bei Mingyu felt the warmth in his body begin to spread from his heart to all parts of his body.

With this little woman here, this home seems to have become popular and feels like home.

In other words, Beiming Yu quite likes this feeling.

When I was washing up, I washed Bei Mingyu's pajamas.

Bei Mingyu's pajamas have a scent.

I can't tell what kind of scent it is. It seems to be a light mint scent, or a light lily scent.

I can't tell what kind of scent it is, but I'm sure it's not a chemical scent.

The fragrance produced by chemicals cannot be so mellow or light.

It was this indescribably light fragrance that kept me intoxicated.

I couldn't help but put my face against Bei Mingyu's pajamas, rubbing it gently and breathing greedily.

This... must be the masculine taste that Bei Mingyu possesses.

When I leaned in his arms before, I was always in some abnormal state, and I never noticed that he had this fragrance.

Before I married Bei Mingyu, although I had never had a boyfriend, I had been in contact with some men, but on them, they either had a strong and pungent scent from a large amount of chemical fragrance, or they smelled like sweat.

But this Beimingyu is so different.

Nothing about him was different, like an enigma.

It made me really curious. I wanted to run up to him, take off his mask, and ask all the questions in my heart.

Of course, I just dare to think about it.

How could he run up to Bei Mingyu and take off his mask?

Not to mention taking off the mask, Bei Mingyu's cold gaze can make me shiver.

"Young Mistress, Young Mistress, are you okay?" Just as I was indulging in the body fragrance on Bei Mingyu's pajamas, Xiaoyue knocked on the door of the bathroom.

"Oh, it's coming, it's coming!" I woke up with a start, feeling a little embarrassed and panicked.

He slapped his face.

Shen Xingran, what kind of nymphomaniac are you? Just a little fragrance made you fall asleep. Have you forgotten the terrifying look when he had an attack? Have you forgotten the time when he used violence against you?

But at the same time, there was another voice in my heart telling me.

Shen Xingran, he is not that bad at all, okay?

He was the one who sent you to the hospital when your leg was broken. He was the one who ate the ghost that sucked your blood when you were in the hospital. He was the one who saved you in the subway. He was also the one who killed you. Rescued from Mr. He's damn son.

These two voices formed one positive and one negative, constantly fighting in my ears.

The positive side says good things about Beiming Yu, and the negative side says bad things about Beiming Yu.

No, as soon as the positive side finished speaking, the negative side's voice immediately sounded: What's wrong with saving you? I'm not saving you just for the blood on your body.

Pros and cons: If he was only after your blood, he could just lock you up in Yunshan. Why would he let you go to work and ask someone to pick you up from get off work?

Opponent: Didn’t he say before that the Beiming family doesn’t want you to eat and drink for free in Yunshan?

Zhengfang: That’s because he’s afraid that you’ll be bored.

Opponent: Wrong...

"That's enough, shut up!" I covered my ears and shook my head, shouting desperately.

"Young mistress, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoyue, who was standing outside the door, rushed in after hearing my cry.

"Young mistress!" Xiaoyue hugged me, "What's wrong with you?"

But I don’t know why, I feel like I’m possessed by a demon and can’t stop.

"Isn't it because some ghost has possessed you again? Young lady, just wait, I'll go find the young master right away, and the young master will be able to find a solution!" After Xiaoyue finished speaking, she turned around and walked out.

"Xiaoyue, come back!" When I heard Xiaoyue say that she wanted to find Beimingyu, the strange voice in my head suddenly stopped.

Hearing my voice, Xiaoyue hurriedly turned back and stared at me, "Young mistress, are you okay?"