What am I? His bodyguard?

"Stop!!!" she roared, but her voice gave her away. She sounded a little scared. Her face turned bright red like a ripe tomato and by now, she was blushing red with shame and embarrassment. The more he described, the more those images become vivid and clear in her mind. She just wanted to be away from this perverted man. She didn't want to hear about it anymore.

"Then you would take a feather and move it all over my body. I would be shivering under your sweet torture with pleasure, sweetheart…" he added with his voice dripping with lust and desire.

"Stop it!!! I don't want to hear it," she requested.

But Rong Yixuan didn't stop. He continued speaking his nonsense, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Then you would grab my arm and pull me up, and you would push me onto your beautiful bed. You will tie my hands and feet with a silk rope and then you-"

"Shen Yixuan, shut up, shut up, shut up!!!" she yelled not wanting to hear anymore.