"How should I reward you?" Yin Shuiling asked.
Yin Muchen cupped her chin with his long, slender fingers. He studied her graceful figure for a moment, then said, "There is something you can give me now."
Yin Shuiling felt her whole body go numb under Muchen's predatory gaze. She was about to die from mortification at this rate. It seemed to her that it became more difficult to resist the older he got.
Hastily, she slapped his wandering hand away. "You old fox! I'm going to see Ling'er!"
Shuiling scurried out the door before Yin Muchen could try anything else.
...
Yin Ling'er was sent to the Zhou family home, and Jian Han bathed her.
After the bath, Yin Ling'er wore a pair of pink pyjamas that she had brought with her. Ling'er's skin was like a freshly peeled lychee dyed in alternating shades of lustrous whites and pinks. She was beyond adorable.
