"Five hundred seventy-three yuan and fifty-seven cents," Qin Mei answered honestly.
The corner of Jie Jingchen's mouth twitched. He nuzzled his head against her neck. "You earned this much? That's amazing."
'Is he complimenting me? Why doesn't it feel like it?'
"Not as amazing as you," Qin Mei said, giving Jie Jingchen a little push. This wasn't false modesty; when it came to making money, she really was no match for Jie Jingchen. "Stop nuzzling me, it tickles."
"Are you tired?" Jie Jingchen asked.
Qin Mei's body went rigid. She tilted her head slightly to meet his amber eyes, which were as deep and bottomless as an abyss. "I am."
"Time for bed." Jie Jingchen snatched the cookie tin from her hands, tossed it into a cabinet, and then scooped Qin Mei up. He turned and walked toward the bed.
Two buttons of Jie Jingchen's shirt were undone, revealing a firm, lean chest that looked incredibly sexy.
