Chapter 11: The Pleasure of Self-Torture

heard that Li An agreed to her conditions, she asked for paper and pen to write down her prices: holding hands once, one thousand yuan; a light kiss, two thousand yuan; a deep kiss, three thousand yu...ossed the river!” Li An's furious gaze was so intense that Yan Luoxi couldn't bear to look into them. It felt as if a strong light had suddenly shone inside her heart, revealing her guilt without any...