Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
[My brother can’t eat spicy food. Order something mild for him.]
Ji Anan called the waiter over and ordered the spiciest kind of hot pot, the one that was so spicy that a thin layer of red oil floated on the surface of the broth.
The meat and vegetables were all thrown into the spicy oil. The smell was mouthwatering…
Simply smelling it was enough to make someone ravenous.
Ji Anan smugly watched the expression on Beiming Shaoxi’s face change. Why had his father assigned him Beiming Yechen as wingman when he was the worst one ever?
“Why aren’t you eating?” She had a devilish sneer on her face. “I’ve heard that spicy foods stimulate a pen*s’ growth…”
“…”
“So that’s why… It’s because some people don’t eat spicy food.” Ji Anan glanced towards his pants disdainfully.
It was time to crush his pride and destroy his ego!
Beiming Shaoxi stared at her icily with a slight frown, but he plastered a smile on his face as he picked up his chopsticks. “Don’t force me to take you right here and now.”
“That would be inappropriate, since I didn’t say anything particularly offensive. It’s just that you twisted my words and let your imagination run wild.”
Ji Anan picked up a bowl, and after drenching everything in the bowl with the spicy sauce, she handed it to him. “Don’t hold back.”
Beiming Shaoxi, with his typical refined mannerisms, had a napkin on his lap, and after taking a bite of the spicy food, he frowned a little, then proceeded to take a sip of water.
His petal-like lips were breathtakingly red, and like blossoms that bloomed once a year, they were especially enticing.
‘So, it’s true that he can’t eat spicy food…’ Ji Anan concluded.
As she ate the hot pot, she seized the chance to test the waters. “So, what type of girls do you like?”
If he made it publicly known that he was seeking a wife, all the girls in the world would probably be tripping over themselves trying to get in the Beiming manor, right?
Although there was an impassive expression on his face, Beiming Shaoxi stared at her deeply with fiery passion in his eyes. “Someone who makes me feel something.”
The sight of her made him want to press her on a bed and force her legs apart…
He wanted to hold her in his arms everywhere in the Beiming manor, and in all positions.
This feeling was growing more intense by the minute.
Ji Anan frowned. “Feelings are so vague! Be more specific—what type? What physical characteristics? I’ll find you an artist to sketch it so we can search for an exact match.”
Beiming Shaoxi gracefully sat in the European-style plush sofa chair. With the purple crystal chandelier dangling above the table, the lavish tablecloth, and the shining utensils before him, he looked like an aristocrat surrounded by luxury.
The average person would be unable to see the mad devil that hid behind the mask he wore.
“Someone who makes my body feel something.” His scarlet lips curled up in a sneer, and his smile was like the devil’s. She and that girl from three years earlier were the only ones able to arouse his desire.
Yet what the big boss didn’t know was that the two of them were one and the same!
Ji Anan instantly grasped his perverted insinuations. “I guess that’s why someone once said that love can’t solve everything, but sex can.”
Beiming Shaoxi stayed silent.
“Even if you only care about the body and ignore the face… wouldn’t a D-cup be the bare minimum?” Ji Anan gestured towards her own body. “Or an E-cup?”
There was no way a B-cup like her would work, right?
“Yours are perfect. Just the right size for my hands to grab.” Beiming Shaoxi snickered.
“Isn’t ‘the bigger the better’ how it works for you men…?”
“Miss Ji, I’m looking for a wife, not a nanny.”
“How about the waist and legs… especially those leggy girls.” Ji Anan smirked. “How about I help you find one of them?”
“I have no interest in girls who look like a pair of scissors.” He shot her a meaningful look. “As long as they can wrap around my waist, it’s fine. Yours are perfect.”
Ji Anan let out a sigh. “Then this will be easy, since I’m the plainest of them all. I can find you a bunch of girls like me by tomorrow, and you can choose from them.”
There was a hint of annoyance in Beiming Shaoxi’s eyes. She wanted to introduce him to other women?
No one he had set his sights upon had ever escaped before. He lusted after both her body and heart—he wanted it all!
“I only want you.” His tone was possessive and unwavering.
“Even if you do like me, I don’t like you!”