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”Have you arranged a trip to Paris?” When Zhong Yuqing was with her, he felt like he had become a torturer. He shouldn't even think about letting her take the initiative to talk to him.

”Yes.” Tang Xiao Yi nodded, her palms were covered in sweat.

Men who have slept with me... It was indeed different, even though he had treated that one night as one night.

Perhaps he really did think of himself as the woman beside him who longed to climb into his bed.

Because it wasn't the first time and he wasn't experienced, his performance in his bed must have been terrible.

Tang Xiao Ai's face became even redder. She shouldn't have thought of so many things!

Why should I care what he thinks? That day was a mistake!

However, Tang Xiao Ai was used to doing things to the best. She was becoming more and more obsessive and could not allow herself to perform well enough.

It must have been a terrible night, and she had a fever, either from a cold in her dress or from alcohol.

”Are you thinking about that night?” Zhong Yuqing suddenly asked in a low voice as if he could read her mind.

Tang Xiao Yi trembled slightly as she hastily shook her head to hide her panic: ”I …”

”You're cute when you're flustered.” Zhong Yuqing found that he liked to bully her. He liked to make her look even more depressed, just like how he always looked when he was in bed.

”No …” ”I did not …” Tang Xiao Yi wanted to explain, but she was powerless. Finally, she turned her head and looked out the window. She was silenced by the flight attendant's sweet reminder.

”Can you make an appointment to visit Paris in advance?” Seeing her turn her head away, Zhong Yuqing's snow-white neck flushed red. It seemed that she was so embarrassed that she wanted to die.

So he asked with a serious expression.

”There may not be time.” Tang Xiao Ai was interrupted before she could finish her sentence.

”Oh, yes, I should make an appointment with your agent, because everything you do now should be arranged by him.” Zhong Yuqing picked up his phone and dialed his sister's number. She probably didn't turn off her phone before the plane took off.

”Sigh …” Tang Xiao Ai wanted to stop him, but when she turned her head and saw Zhong Guiqing's smiling eyes, her entire body shuddered and she avoided his gaze.

Why was she so nervous when she saw him now?

He felt as if his soul had been sucked out of his body.

”Sister Yang?” I am Zhong Yuqing … Well, I'd like you to see if you can arrange some time for Xiao Ai... Oh, so it's like that … ”Alright, see you later.” Zhong Yuqing hung up the phone and turned to look at Tang Xiaoyi, ”What did you want to say to me just now?”

”I'm fine.” Tang Xiao Yi bit her lips. She wanted to say something to stop him from calling big sister Yang, but he had already finished, so she could only swallow this sentence back down.

”Are you looking at Plato?” Zhong saw the book in her hand. It said Plato and Frode's theory of love and so on.

”Ah …” ”I'll just take a casual look.” Tang Xiao Qing hurriedly repressed the book. Reading was not a shameful thing, but when Zhong Yuqing saw what kind of sex she was having, he always felt embarrassed.

”Women's love and men's sex, spirit and body...” Zhong Yuqing purposely read the words on it.

”That... Are you sleepy? ” Tang Xiaoyi hurriedly put the book back into her bag. Recently, she had been wrapped up by that night, so she wanted to get rid of the shadow. Every day, she would find the time to read a few of these books.

Plato's love had nothing to do with sex, but she was in pain because of that night.

”Not bad.”

Tang Xiao Ai thought of the long flight time and wished that she could take a few sleeping pills. She slept all the way to Paris, so she said, ”I'm a bit tired. I need to sleep for a while …”