7

That night, after Ivy took a shower, she sat next to me in a black lace nightgown. I could clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from her body, which was a little tempting and provocative.

"Honey, I just bought this pajamas. Does it look good?" She said as she lifted her legs and slowly applied skin cream in front of me. Her legs were long and white, and they looked even more seductive against the black lace pajamas.

I didn't avoid her gaze, but I didn't feel moved either. I just looked at her calmly, as if I was looking at a stranger who had nothing to do with me.

Ivy seemed to sense my indifference, but she didn't give up. She took out a pair of stockings and slowly put them on her legs, her eyes so soft that they seemed to drip with water.

" Honey, didn't you say you like stockings the most? I bought them especially for you, do you like them?" she asked softly.

I have expressed my wish to see her wearing stockings more than once, but she refused. Now, she took the initiative to put on stockings in front of me in an attempt to win my heart back.

However, I was no longer able to be moved. I stood up and said calmly, "There is still a lot of work to be done tonight, so you should go to bed early."

After saying that, I walked into the study without looking back. Even though she was passionate, my heart was already cold, like ice that had not melted for ten thousand years.