As long as she is there.
But subconsciously he understands that only by keeping everything to himself, being as powerful and immense as he is now, can he protect her, and have her.
He got up to pick clothes for her.
In the wardrobe, he found a pink dress.
He has a mischievous taste, likes buying her pink, white, light blue, and yellow dresses because they look youthful, and most importantly, they're easy to tear. Whenever he's impatient, a gentle tug would turn the dress into rags. In most cases, the panties go off directly, so whether the dress is on or not doesn't matter.
Ye Xiaoyu glared at him dissatisfied, "I'm twenty already, I don't want to wear such childish colors like pink anymore."
Anjue paused, "You look so young, like you're only sixteen, no different from before."
Indeed, she looks young...
"Even so, I don't want to wear pink. I have the mindset of my age."
"Pink looks good!"
Despite her objections, he still took out the pink dress.
