Amongst the Stars, Out in the Ocean, There's You

Ye Fei seductively shot Su Mohan a look, "I am not that thirsty of a person."

Long fingers lifted Ye Fei's chin, "Good."

Su Mohan didn't take the towel Ye Fei was holding. Instead, he headed straight for the sofa.

Watching the man walk by her, Ye Fei chased after him in her bare feet, "Master, let me dry your hair~"

Su Mohan didn't nod but nor did he decline. He sat down onto the couch, lit up a cigarette and crossed his legs. Ye Fei couldn't help but curse at how unfair God was. Look at the man before her. Even though he wasn't wearing anything, he still exuded the aura that he was the emperor.

Ye Fei dried his hair with the towel in her hand. His hair was soft; not hardened by his bad temper.

Su Mohan smoked his cigarette and could clearly feel the pair of weak and soft hands playing with his hair. He felt extremely comforted by this.

Neither of them talked and the atmosphere silenced right away. The air around them was faintly gentle and peaceful. Neither of them could adjust to this.

Su Mohan got rid of his cigarette and dragged Ye Fei over. He pinched her waist and then slapped her butt, "Go shower first."

Ye Fei smiled innocently, "You sure are caring."

Hearing this, Ye Fei threw down the towel and ran into the bathroom. Seeing how fast she moved, Su Mohan couldn't help but laugh. She obviously has been impatiently waiting to shower. Why did she wait and dry his hair for him?

Listening to the endless water, Su Mohan lit up another cigarette, a little annoyed.

He could clearly feel himself losing self-control towards Ye Fei. In two short months, when he is with this woman, he has crossed the line he has set for himself again and again.

Su Mohan wondered in his head if it is because he just likes this type and that's why he kept on losing self-control towards her?

When Ye Fei came out of the shower, she dried her hair and then sat by Su Mohan. Su Mohan took out a bag from under his feet and threw it onto the side table. He squinted but didn't speak.

Ye Fei looked over to the bag, feeling a little eerie. It was the bag from MJ, the brand of the pink dress she tried on this morning.

"For me?" Ye Fei asked in disbelief.

Su Mohan impatiently said, "Go try it on."

Ye Fei's face smiled like a blossoming flower. She took over the bag and ripped it apart. The pink veil dress entered her view – it certainly was the dress she tried on this morning.

But didn't the big-chested girl take it? Why did she return it?

"You don't like it?" Seeing the way she was looking at him, Su Mohan's brows furrowed.

Ye Fei smiled sweetly, baring her teeth. Her cat eyes turned into two crescents. This smile was less alluring than normal but a lot cuter. "I like it, of course, I like it. Why wouldn't I like something you gift me?"

Hearing her nice words, Su Mohan's brows relaxed.

Ye Fei took the dress and sat onto his thighs, wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed his cheek, "Young master Su, you are so nice."

Looking at the beautiful woman, Su Mohan's mood somehow improved drastically. All the anger he's been bottling up suddenly diffused and calmed themselves down as she spoke.

At Su Mohan's silence, Ye Fei hopped off of him and ran to the bathroom, "Let me try it on."

Taking off the wine-colored dress, Ye Fei redressed herself into the pink dress. The light pink color complimented her pale white skin and compared to the deep red that made her look alluring, she now appeared more innocent and natural.

Ye Fei nodded in satisfaction. She was happy. Not because she had regained this lost dress, but because this dress was a gift from Su Mohan. Regardless of its price, it has proven that she has finally earned herself a little more weight in that man's heart.