【Historical Romance with Multiple Male Leads, Dog Blood Drama, Powerful Figures Falling, Revenge, Fake Death】In her previous life, Jiang Zhi was humiliated to death. Reborn, she seeks only revenge....
Chapter 274 The wine is still acceptable, but the person is not.
Jiang Xue almost thought she had misheard.
But when she looked at Lu Yuan and then at his hand that was tightly holding Jiang Zhi's waist, it was clear that he wasn't going to let this young lady go out.
Wan Cang was also stunned, then pointed to himself, "I'm going out too?"
Lu Yuan didn't even bother to give him a glance. "Get lost."
At this moment, Lu Yuan exuded his full aura, carrying an undeniable intimidation and coldness.
It was as if anyone who dared to say no would have their neck snapped on the spot.
Jiang Xue's legs went weak and she wanted to leave, but she felt it was inappropriate to leave Jiang Zhi there. Despite her fear of Lu Yuan, she still asked, "Then, what about you?"
Jiang Zhi was about to settle accounts with Lu Yuan, so she said without turning her head, "Don't worry, Sister Jiangxue, I will serve Lord Lu well."
Jiangxue noticed that she didn't seem to be forced.
Thinking about it, that makes sense. After all, he was noticed by the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Who else in the entire capital could do that?
I wouldn't have let such a good opportunity slip by if I were in that situation.
She secretly gave Jiang Zhi a thumbs up, bowed, and took her leave.
Just as Wan Cang was about to leave, Lu Yuan called him back, saying, "Take these things away; I don't even want them."
Wan Cang followed his gaze to the silver notes on the table. He wanted to say something but ultimately didn't dare to refuse. He took the things and left.
The room fell silent.
Lu Yuan lowered his head, his face revealing neither joy nor anger, his dark eyes like a boundless sea, concealing turbulent waves.
That's really something, coming all the way to Qifeng Tower dressed like this.
What exactly is she planning to do?
Jiang Zhi wasn't in much better shape at that moment either.
Lu Yuan actually kept her?
Such skill suggests you've done this kind of thing quite often before.
She had mistakenly believed that Lu Yuan was virtuous and different from other men.
They're all the same.
"Weren't you supposed to serve me?" Lu Yuan's deep voice came from above. "Didn't the madam teach you how to do it?"
Jiang Zhi gritted her teeth and forced a smile onto her face.
She wanted to see just how far Lu Yuan would go.
"Yes, this servant will pour wine for Lord Lu."
She pulled her wrist out of Lu Yuan's palm and took the wine pot.
The amber liquid flowed into the wine cup in a straight line. Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and deliberately nudged his leg, causing the liquid to spill out.
"You can't even serve the wine properly," Lu Yuan scoffed. "Are all the girls at Qifeng Tower as bad at serving people as you are?"
Jiang Zhi had an urge to throw the wine in his face, but she ultimately restrained herself.
"Please calm down, my lord," she blinked, remembering what she had learned in a brothel in her past life, "I will personally feed you."
Lu Yuan didn't speak, waiting for her to hand him the wine glass.
Jiang Zhi raised an eyebrow, then took a sip of the wine and slowly brought her lips to it.
Lu Yuan's body trembled.
The soft touch was enveloped in a strong aroma of alcohol, and the cool liquid was poured in through his lips, his tongue lightly brushing against his thin lower lip.
Almost the instant Jiang Zhi pressed her lips against his, his muscles tensed and stiffened like iron, and the hands on her waist tightened involuntarily.
"Well, is Lord Lu satisfied?" Jiang Zhi was very familiar with Lu Yuan's body and knew that although he seemed calm at the moment, he was actually very aroused.
The heavy, disordered heartbeat, like the drumbeats of war, is the best proof.
But when she thought about her current identity, the slight joy that had just arisen within her was suppressed again.
Lu Yuan naturally didn't want her to be so smug.
"It's alright," he said, ignoring the soft touch in his arms. "The wine is okay, but the person is not, and the technique is too clumsy."
Jiang Zhi could hardly believe what she was hearing.
How could they say she's no good, that she's inexperienced?
Excellent, Lu Yuan, you brought this on yourself.
Her competitive spirit was aroused, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her whole body against him.
Under Lu Yuan's leisurely gaze, he licked away the remaining wine on Lu Yuan's lips, bit by bit.
Before Lu Yuan could even chuckle, he saw that she didn't stop at all. Her wet, soft tongue slid down his chin, swept over his prominent Adam's apple, and, still not satisfied, took another light bite.
Lu Yuan's eyes suddenly turned deep and dark, and his breathing became heavy.
Jiang Zhi looked up, her eyelashes trembling, her eyes glistening with tears, her lips slightly parted, "Lord Lu's Adam's apple—it's so hard."
The room was filled with the warmth of incense, the candlelight was dim, and the aroma of alcohol filled the air. Just as Lu Yuan was about to say something, he looked down and was greeted by a breathtaking view of spring.
She had dropped her shawl at some point, revealing a large expanse of her fair, snow-white skin to him.
He averted his gaze, barely able to contain himself, and rose to his feet. A strong arm slipped under her knees and back, and long legs swept over the screen to her back.
Just when Jiang Zhi thought he was about to put her on the bed, her feet touched the floor.
Lu Yuan sat on the edge of the bed and had her stand opposite him.
“Continue,” he said, staring at her with interest, his arms behind his back as if teasing a bold bird, “Let me see how many tricks you have up your sleeve.”
Jiang Zhi gripped her sleeves, needing to take a deep breath to suppress the anger in her heart.
You, Lu Yuan, always acted so proper in front of her, but I never expected you to be such a womanizer outside.
She stepped forward and pressed down on his waistband. With her previous experience, she quickly untied it and pulled it to both sides.
His clothes were pulled open, revealing a large expanse of well-defined chest muscles that rose and fell with his breath.
Lu Yuan was also surprised by Jiang Zhi's ease in handling things, and his face showed a hint of astonishment before he chuckled, "You said you were new here, but you're so impatient?"
"Isn't it because I was afraid Lord Lu wouldn't be able to wait?" Jiang Zhi abandoned her shyness, pushed Lu Yuan down onto the bed, and sat down herself.
"Does Lord Lu like this position?" Her eyelashes were lowered, her eyes were shimmering, and her voice trailed off.
Lu Yuan couldn't stand her like this. Almost the instant she finished speaking, he flipped her over and reversed their positions, pinning her down.
"In comparison, I prefer the top."
His eyes were like a wolf's, scanning her from head to toe, as if he were searching for the best spot to bite his prey.
"You..." Noticing his arrogance and the burning heat pressing against her through his trouser leg, Jiang Zhi's face darkened, and her lips pressed into a tight line.
Lu Yuan had already hooked his hand around her waist belt; the delicate fabric was wrapped around his fingertips and could be torn off with ease.
“I hope you can handle it.” He bent down.
Jiang Zhi was stunned.
Lu Yuan actually intended to do this in this kind of place, to a completely unfamiliar woman!
Jiang Zhi could no longer suppress the anger simmering in her heart, and she reached out and slapped him across the face.
"Lu Yuan, you bastard, die!"
She kicked him off the bed, her face frosty, her chest heaving with anger.
Lu Yuan seemed to have anticipated this. After being kicked in the stomach, he didn't flinch. He got out of bed, sat at the table, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked at her teasingly, "Had enough fun? No more pretending?"