Fallen To The Ruthless Obssessive CEO-Chapter 520 - 445_3

"Sure." She smiled, teasing him: "Then it’s going to be tough on Mr. Bo."

"Tsk." He raised an eyebrow, a faint smile in his eyes: "Already making me your teacher?"

"Mm-hmm." She praised: "Mr. Bo is so knowledgeable, with you personally teaching me, I’m sure I’ll learn super fast."

"There’s no such thing as a free lunch." He said: "I don’t teach for free, there’ll have to be some kind of reward."

"Rewards come in different types." He said: "The reward I want is simple, like..."

The words stopped abruptly at that point.

She looked up, meeting his ambiguous gaze; the implication was self-evident.

He was thick-skinned enough to fear she might not understand, so he leaned close to her ear: "Like enjoying wine and savoring you at the same time, isn’t that more fun?"

His voice was husky, with a faint smile, his natural deep voice was especially tantalizing.

Her ears turned red, cheeks flushed, she swallowed and glared at him playfully.

"You’re getting more and more improper."

The auction around continued.

Everyone’s attention was on the auction stage.

Only he was here flirting with her.

But he argued confidently as if sensible: "Why act proper in front of your own woman, acting proper is fake anyway."

"Another possibility is that the man is just incapable."

She lifted her fruit tea for a sip, and his unexpected comment almost made her burst out laughing.

She held it back, swallowing the fruit tea: "Mr. Bo, you really have a knack for being a teacher now, everything you say is a theory, just like school teachers, full of principles."

"No." He countered, then said slowly: "I’m different from them, I only teach you."

"Alright, alright." She struggled to hold back her laughter: "Whatever you say is right."

Drinking too much water, she couldn’t hold it anymore, told him she’d go to the bathroom.

Watching her leave, he retracted his gaze, glanced at his watch, lips curling into a smile.

Everything just right.

When she came back, the auction was on a necklace, a pink diamond one, but the floor was buzzing as if a big stir.

She sat down next to him: "I don’t think this pink diamond necklace looks good, the style is old, not the latest, why does it seem like many people like it?"

He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her a bit closer, chin resting on her shoulder.

His thin lips uttered three words: "No idea."

She quickly noticed something else.

"Have you noticed many people are looking this way?"

She sensed those undeniable stares, looking over here, then turning to chat, then looking back again.

She was curious: "Weird, what are they looking at?"

"Is there something wrong with my face or body?"

She asked him.

Hearing that, he glanced at them.

His gaze intimidating on its own.

Those few women were startled, daring not to look so frequently anymore.

"Nothing’s wrong." He leaned down, kissed her cheek: "Maybe they’re jealous of you, envious of your beauty, just ignore them."

He gently turned her head back.

She looked down, checked her outfit, nothing wrong.

Took out a mirror, checked her makeup, still intact, nothing wrong.

Couldn’t figure it out, so she could only think it was just as he said.

No choice, she couldn’t understand why they kept looking at her, maybe it really was because she looked pretty, as he said.

After the auction, they drove home.

She wasn’t hungry at all, as if full from water, couldn’t eat anything.

Once home, she headed upstairs to shower.

Just when she was showering, the door opened from outside, she was full of bubbles, no time to cover up.

He was already inside.

And not wearing anything.

Her eyes widened, meeting his gaze, then her cheeks reddened: "Bao Ye!"

He licked his lips, his exposed abs very pleasing to the eye, walked towards her: "Why shy?"

"We’ve been an old couple for ages, let’s shower together."

"..."

She had no right to refuse, right!

He was already inside!

How could she possibly push him out!

So they took a shower together.