Chapter 493 I'll Give You My Life

After taking off her sweater, she was only wearing a bra underneath.

She bent down and began to take off her pants.

Seeing this, An Shijue subconsciously looked at the door, which was already closed.

He turned his head to look at An Yue and said unhappily, "What are you doing?"

He could feel that something was wrong with her all night.

An Yue took off her pants, folded them, put them on the sofa, and walked towards An Shijue.

She stood in front of him and reached out to help him take off his coat.

She didn't dare to look into his eyes at all. Perhaps she was too nervous, and her hands were shaking.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her hand. An Shijue looked at her, his face gloomy, "Do you know what you are doing?"

There was already anger in his voice.

An Yue looked at him, tears in her eyes, "I need money."

An Shijue looked at the desperate look in her eyes, his heart ached slightly, and his hand unconsciously loosened.

An Yue took the opportunity to withdraw her hand and continued to help him take off his clothes.

This time, An Shijue took off his coat and put it on An Yue, wrapping her up.

An Yue looked slightly stunned, looking at him blankly.

An Shijue was so angry that his temples bulged, and he wanted to beat her up.

He said coldly, "What do you think of me?"

An Yue pursed her lips, looked at him, and said nothing.

Doesn't he like this kind of thing? She was almost tortured to death by him that night.

She lowered her head, a little aggrieved, "I thought you would like it."

An Shijue almost laughed in anger, of course he liked to do that kind of thing with her.

But now she regarded this as a deal.

In her heart, is he so unbearable?

He thought he gave her enough time, and she could figure everything out, but now it seems that she has not figured anything out.

Perhaps, in her eyes, he is still a complete villain.

He picked her up, sat on the bed, let her sit on him, and forced her to look at him.

"Do you hate me so much?" He looked at her and asked.

An Yue was a little scared and wanted to go down, but the iron wall around her waist imprisoned her.

She pursed her lips and shook her head against her will.

"Speak!" His voice was full of displeasure.

An Yue looked at his cold face and couldn't help but start to cry.

"No."

"Don't tell the truth?" An Shijue's eyebrows tightened slightly, "Then I'll take it as your consent."

After he finished speaking, he turned over and put the person on the bed.

An Yue was startled and stepped back quickly, and her coat fell to the ground.

An Shijue didn't move, looking at her nervous look, and said in a light voice: "Is this what you said you are not afraid?"

An Yue heard that he was playing her, and suddenly burst into tears.

Hearing her heartbreaking cry, An Shijue felt a little uncomfortable and regretted that he shouldn't scare her like this.

He took the tissue and gave it to her, "Wipe your tears."

An Yue hugged her knees, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and didn't take it.

An Shijue had no choice but to go over and help him wipe his tears.

An Yue struggled, and when she saw that he didn't do anything, she suddenly stopped moving.

She looked at his handsome face, and suddenly remembered that he had wiped her tears in the same way before.

Seeing him staring at her, An Shijue sneered, "Didn't you offer yourself just now? Why are you so scared now?"

An Yue pursed her lips, she didn't volunteer.

She whispered, "I need money, 500,000."

An Shijue looked at her and asked, "What happened?"

He never restricted how much she spent, but he knew very well that she didn't spend money recklessly, and 500,000 was definitely a large sum for her.

An Yue pursed her lips, "I need it urgently, can you lend it to me?"

"Don't talk about money, I'll give you my life."