Downstairs in the hall, the banquet was in full swing and had reached the ball stage.
Calling it a dance party is an understatement; it's more like a massive disco.
It has a very southern style.
However, Lu Changqing really put in a lot of effort, even preparing such methods. You should know that ordinary teahouses in the South City would not allow people to act so recklessly.
The so-called coming-of-age ceremony was nothing more than a tactic used by Lu Changqing to win people over, a fact that everyone knew perfectly well.
As Zhao Yujin watched the men and women downstairs in the lobby getting closer to each other in this ambiguous atmosphere, she also began to have her own thoughts.
"Is Xiao Xingzhi interested?"
Xie Wei glanced at it, shook his head slightly, and said indifferently, "Too noisy."
Xie Wei was like that. Among his few friends was Lu Yan, who loved lively gatherings. However, when welcoming Xie Wei back to China, Lu Yan still arranged for him to go to Ta Yun.
The loud music downstairs stirred up people's restless hearts, and under the influence of darkness and the numbing effect of alcohol, human nature was unleashed.
Just like before them, strangers, a man and a woman, breathed together, their bodies drawing ever closer, engaging in ambiguous acts.
Seeing Zhao Yujin's conflicted expression, Xie Wei smiled and spoke up.
"Sister Jue can go if she wants to. I'm not a child anymore. I don't need someone to accompany me for everything."
He just finds it noisy; it's not like he can't understand this behavior.
From a health perspective, clubbing can help release stress, promote blood circulation, and improve body coordination.
Zhao Yujin shook her head and took Xie Wei's hand, "Xiao Xingzhi, come with me."
Xie Wei didn't know what Zhao Yujin was planning to do, but she still followed her downstairs.
Zhao Yujin led Xie Wei to an empty lounge area next to the ballroom and gestured for him to sit down.
Xie Wei obediently sat down as Zhao Yujin instructed.
"I need Xiaoxing's company."
This sentence is a reply to Xie Wei's earlier statement that he didn't need anyone to accompany him.
It wasn't that he wanted her to be with him, but that she wanted him.
Then Zhao Yujin took off her hair in front of Xie Wei, and gently removed the outer veil, handing it to Xie Wei for safekeeping.
Some people in the dance hall saw Zhao Yujin's movements and assumed she was about to enter, their hearts already itching with anticipation to "dance" with her.
To everyone's surprise, Zhao Yujin simply stood in front of the chair and walked step by step toward Xie Wei.
A seductive allure crept up Zhao Yujin's brows once more, then into her deep eyes.
Xie Wei felt that Zhao Yujin in front of him had fox ears and seemed to have nine tails swaying behind him.
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Your Majesty, I will dance for you."
Xie Wei was taken aback by this move and stared blankly at the other party.
Seeing Xie Wei's expression, Zhao Yujin smiled slightly.
As the music rose and fell, Zhao Yujin swayed slightly, as if she were one with the music. Her waist swayed gracefully, showing a unique charm and style.
Her jade-like arms stretched out gently, as delicate and tender as flower petals. Her fingers curved slightly, like blooming flowers, exuding a captivating fragrance.
Her jade-like feet lifted lightly, as if leaping through the air, each step carrying a lively rhythm.
Her skirt swayed with her dance, gently brushing against Xie Wei's calves, bringing a subtle touch that sent a shiver down Xie Wei's spine.
She kept getting closer to Xie Wei, and when she got to him, her hands were intertwined with his, her fingertips gently rubbing against his palm.
The sensation in his palm felt like a tickle to his heart, and Xie Wei's face suddenly felt hot.
He had never seen Zhao Yujin so flamboyant and fiery. Perhaps this was her true nature. Her aloof and cold demeanor was merely a facade that concealed her true nature as the [Thousand Faces] masked her face.
Their gazes met in the air, like two bolts of lightning colliding in the darkness, creating a dazzling display. Time seemed to freeze, and everything around them fell silent; in that moment, only the two of them remained.
Eye contact is a spiritual kiss between humans without desire.
However, it was Zhao Yujin who lost control first.
She knelt on the chair, her body pressed tightly against Xie Wei, just like the way she acted spoiled at the Rose Bar that day.
In this sitting position, Xie Wei's neck just reached Zhao Yujin's neck.
She could clearly feel Xie Wei's hot breath spraying on her neck, seeping into her clothes, and the tingling sensation made her feel like she was on fire.
With her other hand, she gently lifted his chin and then kissed him.
Their lips brushed against each other for a fleeting moment, and he instinctively flinched back. Noticing his movement, she grabbed his collar tightly and chased after him.
The other person's kissing skills were too inexperienced, so Xie Wei was "forced" to take the initiative.
Seeing this, onlookers felt a mixture of envy and jealousy towards Xie Wei, before returning to their own territory to have fun.
The kiss was long and tender; the proactive kiss made their breaths mingle together, as if all the oxygen in the surroundings had been burned away.
After they parted, she looked at him with a smile, her eyes full of love.
He then put his arm around her waist to prevent her from falling.
"Ha... Is Your Majesty satisfied?"
"Phew... Is this how Sister Jue pursues people?"
"Ha...Does Xiaoxingzhi like it?"
"Not really," Xie Wei said, unbuttoning the top button and licking his lips as if savoring the memory.
Zhao Yujin looked at Xie Wei's delicate brow bone and leaned forward to get a better look.
"Then, Xiao Xingzhi, are you interested in your sister?"
Xie Wei closed his eyes slightly, smiled and said, "I'm just an ordinary person."
Hearing Xie Wei's answer, Zhao Yujin smiled with satisfaction, her fingertips circling the part he had just pulled open, then moving along his collarbone to his shoulder and neck.
This is where the blood vessels are most prominent. Zhao Yujin could feel Xie Wei's veins flowing under her fingertips, his pulse rising and falling as if it were seducing her.
Zhao Yujin couldn't resist leaning in and taking a sniff.
The sensation of inhaling made Xie Wei feel a little itchy. He realized that the enchantress opposite him was about to bite him, but he didn't make a move.
Just as Xie Wei had predicted, Zhao Yujin ultimately couldn't resist the temptation and took the bulging vein into her mouth.
Xie Wei could still feel her sucking at him, as if she wanted to draw all his blood away.
He let her do as she pleased, slowly and methodically tidying up her hair behind her back.
When Zhao Yujin got up, she looked at her masterpiece and then at Xie Wei's face.
The moment their eyes met, she raised an eyebrow, her proud expression catching Xie Wei's eye.
He just smiled silently.
The music slowly stopped, and the lights gradually returned to their bright state, all indicating that the dance was about to end.
Desire has subsided, but ambiguity, like an addiction, has not yet ceased.
The number of guests present visibly decreased. The teahouse was right across from the hotel, so it was obvious what they were going there for.
Xie Wei helped Zhao Yujin put on a thin veil, but as for her hair, he was powerless to do so.
Zhao Yujin, behind the rose mask, was already grinning from ear to ear. Seeing that Xie Wei didn't know how, she patiently taught him step by step.
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