"Before midnight. Otherwise, the magic will disappear."
Ye Anqi chuckled, "Then I'll need a pumpkin carriage, glass slippers, and a beautiful gown."
"My magic doesn't need those things," Ya Shitian said, placing a card on the rose. "Just use this, the password is the last six digits of your birthday. Spend as much as you like, there's no limit on this card."
"..." Ye Anqi smiled, "What's gotten into you today, Master Ya? Being so good to me."
Ya Shitian's hand threaded through her hair, steadying her head, "I've always been good to you, have you only just noticed?"
Ye Anqi laughed, "Still feels like you're not yourself."
The man kissed her lips, his breath carrying a hint of suggestive warmth, "Ye Anqi, I am spoiling you. Do you have any idea how noble your identity is?"
Ye Anqi's eyes glittered slightly, "I don't know."
"As noble as I am, that's how noble you are."
"..." Ye Anqi laughed enticingly, "Am I that noble?"
