"Don't... don't kiss."
The person on top of her paused. He leaned in, nuzzling her neck with suggestive whispers, "Xiao Luo Xuan is so... captivating."
The next second, her blouse was pushed aside. A damp sensation at her chest, Zheng Luo Xuan was blushing to the extreme, her lips uttering soft whimpers.
"Relax."
The man lightly patted her back, his tone both comforting and coaxing.
Whimper...
Zheng Luo Xuan awoke in alarm, her body and face covered in beads of sweat, "Hu..."
She felt her heart pounding, still shaking in fear.
How could she have such a dream?
Furthermore, the man in the dream... was Lu Rui Yuan.
She had been by his side for two years, but why was she now fantasizing about him?
Zheng Luo Xuan steadied her heart and hurriedly got out of bed. Pouring water on her face, she managed to regain a bit of clarity.
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That night
Inside the private room of a bar -
"Jiyuan, I think I saw your little sister when I just came in."
As soon as Du Xinghe entered the private room and before he could even sit down on the sofa, he nudged Lu Jiyuan with his elbow and said.
Lu Jiyuan, crossing his long legs and holding a wine glass in one hand, slightly twirled his wrist. The wine glass spun around on the edge, casting deep and shallow patches of red wine stains. He said with an indifferent tone, "My little sister?"
"Yes, her name is...Luo Xuan, right?" Du Xinghe casually picked up a glass of wine from the table and drained it to quench his thirst.
"Here?" The corners of his mouth rose slightly, his peach blossom eyes full of disbelief.
Ever since his sister had embarked on her erratic globe-trotting adventure, the little girl had been by his side. Adding upp, it's been almost two years.
She usually appeared so easy to bully, with a courage smaller than a rat's. How could she dare to come to a bar?
"If you don't believe me, then forget it." Du Xinghe shrugged.
Lu Jiyuan gave him an indifferent glance, imbued with a hint of annoyance.
Du Xinghe felt puzzled by his gaze.
Was it that big of a deal...
Had he merely mentioned that he thought he saw his little sister at the bar?
Did that warrant a glare?
"Don't slander my little sister in the future."
His brows arched critically, the corners of his eyes raising slightly, his voice even, resembling a warning.
"Cut it out~ If one didn't know better, they'd think she's your woman!"
The words had barely left his lips before he received a sharp glare.
"Alright, alright! I won't say anything more." Du Xinghe raised both of his hands in surrender.
"Yeah, Du, stop making things up. You're ruining the little lady’s reputation."
Someone from the group tried to mediate.
Du Xinghe was savvy enough to back down, "My eyes deceived me, she isn’t from the Ji Yuan family, the young miss...."
Before he could finish the last word, everyone saw Mr. Lu suddenly stand, his wine glass, still clutching in his fingertips, was placed on the table. A few droplets of red wine stained his long fingers. Without a second thought, he strode toward the door with an air of intimidation.
Du Xinghe: ............
"Darn it! What if I was right......could she really be the young miss of his household?"
"I...I think the likelihood of that is very high."
In the private room, someone voiced agreement.
*
Once he left the room,
Lu Ji Yuan was immediately met with deafening music, a dance floor filled with men and women dancing intimately, and some even openly embracing and kissing passionately.
He stood tall and imposingly at the staircase of the second floor, slightly squinting his charming, peach blossom like eyes as he calmly looked towards the person sitting in the booth.
Just a glance, and his gaze fixated on his beloved young lady.
His brow slightly lifted as he clutched the finger bone carved from red sandalwood, and uncontrollably, a frown began to form between his brows.
What was she wearing?
A super short top, a white miniskirt, exposing a pair of well-toned long legs.
Was this how he taught her?
His tongue pressed lightly against his cheek as his gaze intensified. The red wine stain spreading from his fingertip seemed to echo his feelings.
His thin lips moved, and you could just make out his words, "This little one needs some disciplining."
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Downstairs - the crowd was lively.
Sitting in the booth, Zheng Luoxuan looked listless, like a flower whose stem had been bent by frost, allowing others to manipulate her.
"Xuanxuan, do you pick Truth or Dare? Dare, huh?"
You Yingying was shamelessly nudging her friend. Her small face was filled with excitement, doing all she could to egg her on.
"Then, I'll go with Dare!"
Zheng Luoxuan curved her lips and directly gave her answer.
"Go and give the school hunk a hug," Yu Yingying said, an impish grin on her face.
"Hug him! Hug him! Hug him!"
The crowd was quick to react. As soon as Yu Yingying finished, everyone started chanting, whistling, and cheering.
Seeing the school belle hug the school hunk, a moment that would be recorded in their school history, they were all excited beyond belief.
Who wouldn't be thrilled?
"Hey, Pei Bin, she's just a shy girl, why don't you take the initiative?"
The guys standing by equally enjoyed the spectacle, nudging Pei Bin and taunting him.
Pei Bin gave the person next to him a feckless glare, his face flushed red as he walked clumsily towards her, arms and legs clumsily coinciding.
After all, Zheng Luoxuan was truly gorgeous.
Her clear and bright eyes, white teeth and snowy skin, every glance, each of her smiles could capture one's heart.
Zheng Luoxuan blinked at the approaching Pei Bin, then slowly rose to her feet.
Pei Bin swallowed, his voice hoarse as if it had been scorched by strong alcohol, "Hug you?"
It trembled a bit.
With excitement.
"Alright."
Zheng Luoxuan nodded. Just a simple hug, not a kiss.
She wasn't some old-fashioned stickler like that one at home. She could handle it!
At the moment she spread her arms to hug Pei Bin, a chilling voice resounded from behind her,
"Go ahead, try and give him a hug."
Zheng Luoxuan shivered instinctively, quickly retracting her outstretched hand timidly.
This voice sounded so much like... like that old fogey from her family, right?
Even though he was frequently away on business and they didn't spend long periods of time together, his voice was etched in her mind like carvings. Recognizable from just a single syllable.
She turned around nervously, her eyes carrying a trace of moisture met his dark eyes filled with anger.
"I didn't hug him!"
She immediately raised three fingers to swear, tilting her head backwards.
She was scared!
"Hmph!" Lu Yuyuan let out a light chuckle from his throat, "You didn't hug him, but you were about to, right?"
I wasn't going to!
I didn't have such an idea!
Zheng Luoxuan's head shook as if it might just leave an afterimage.
"Did I not keep a tight enough rein on you? You dare come to a bar? Hmm?"
His last "Hmm" was intensified.
It was deep and brooding, intimidating.
"I came out to celebrate a classmate's birthday, can we go home and talk about it?"
Zheng Luoxuan tugged at his sleeve, swaying slightly. Her beautiful big eyes were blinking rapidly, gazing at him earnestly.
"Mm."
Lu Yu responded despite it being against his better judgment, then took the young lady's hand and began leading her towards the exit of the bar.
"Luoxuan!" Pei Bin stopped her as she turned around.
"Huh?"
Zheng Luoxuan turned her head back, a lock of hair spinning atop it.
It was oh-so-gentle and sweet.
"Who is he?"
Pei Bin carefully pointed at Lu Yu and asked.
"He's my guardian."
Pei Bin's expression changed as swiftly as the June weather. Bowing respectfully, his face was full of smiles and he started to butter up Lu Ruiyuan. "Nice to meet you, uncle," he greeted.
He thought to himself, "I certainly need to curry favor with Zheng Luoxuan's parents".
Lu Ruiyuan's long, narrow eyes slightly narrowed and he carefully observed the young man before him.
The slim arms and legs.
He couldn't protect my little girl.
Deduct 20 points.
His complexion is too fair, it doesn't seem he is a decent sort.
Deduct 20 points.
"What's your name?"
Lu Ruiyuan asked, a cool tone ringing in his voice.
Pei Bin is completely focused on making a good impression in front of Luoxuan's parents.
He didn't notice the unusual tone in Lu Ruiyuan's voice as he replied joyously, "I am Pei Bin."
Lu Ruiyuan: "You're the third child of the Pei family?"
"Yes, that's right."
The Pei family?
The Lu family isn't wealthy.
A young girl marrying into the family is bound to suffer hardships.
Deducting another 50 points.
He's not fit for the young girl to date.
When Pei Bin recovered and looked up, Lu Jiayuan had already left the bar leading Zheng Luoxuan.
*
On the Maybach
"Explain."
Lu Jiayuan sat on one side of the car, a cold look on his noble face, as he spat out these two words from his thin lips.
"Err... I lost a game of truth or dare, and I had to hug him."
Zheng Luoxuan sounds as docile as a little rabbit in front of him, biting her lower lip, a hint of moisture glistening in her apricot eyes.
She looks so pitiful.
"Explain why you are dressed like this."
Lu Jiayuan's eyes slightly closed, his gaze resting on the exposed, luminous white waist of hers.
