She held back her laughter and teased, "Aren't you afraid I'll take your money and run away?"
Xu Yisen shook his head, stretched out his right hand, palm up, and replied with a smile, "You're in the palm of my hand, you can't run away."
"Ha."
Qin Muni chuckled softly and took the wallet from his hand, "Alright, alright, seeing as you're so sincere, I'll reluctantly take you in."
Xu Yisen nodded happily, the smile on his thin lips elegant yet playful.
He said, "So, dear patron, I need to carry out the duties of a kept man."
"Huh?" Qin Muni slightly raised her well-defined eyebrows, somewhat unclear on what he meant by the duties of a kept man.
Facing her puzzled gaze, Xu Yisen didn't answer but stepped forward slightly, closing the distance between himself and Qin Muni, then bent down and unexpectedly kissed her red lips.
In the role of a kept man, his task is to please the patron and keep the bed warm for them.
