The reason why she flew away...

Being a concubine is actually nothing. With her skills, she will sooner or later let this man give himself to her...

But Qi Saburo had already been persuaded to leave, and his arm was still being held by Lu Yun. Luo Lingyu hurried to chase him, but someone behind her grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Luo Lingyu's face flushed red, and she heard Lu Yun's cold voice behind her: "Now you know what happened? Is the matter of splashing wine on me over?"

Luo Lingyu: “…”

Lu Yun was not angry before, and he was calm in trying to get her to talk. She wanted to chase Qi Sanlang and also to avoid Lu Yun, but she didn't expect that she couldn't avoid him... Luo Lingyu turned around with a guilty conscience and was embarrassed, and faced the man behind her. She looked straight at him and saw the wine-red liquid on his robe. She was suffocated for a while, thinking that she dared to splash wine on him, she dared to splash wine on such a difficult Lu Sanlang... Luo Lingyu trembled, raised her eyes and smiled flatteringly: "Brother Xuechen..."

Lu Yun smiled and said, "Your brother Xuechen is very angry. The consequences of being angry..."

Luo Lingyu's face turned pale.

Lu Yun hooked her waist and pulled her into the house. He held her waist with one hand and walked backwards, and waved his other hand to signal the maids who were still kneeling outside to go away first. The maids dared not look any longer, because these noble men and women liked to mess around, and they, the maids, pretended not to know. Luo Lingyu held onto the door frame and sobbed, and Lu Yun covered her mouth with his hand, forcibly closed the door, and dragged her into the house.

Lu Yun looked around and raised his hands.

Seeing the direction where his eyes were staring, where there was a pot of wine, Luo Lingyu was so scared that her legs trembled. She suddenly remembered that she had seen Lu Yun and Chen Xiu get along before. Chen Xiu threw ink at him, and Lu Yun threw it back without giving him face. He didn't like others to provoke him at all, and she provoked him so badly today... Luo Lingyu rushed over and hugged Lu Yun's waist.

Without the servants around, Luo Lingyu blushed and felt embarrassed: "Brother Xuechen, I was wrong. Don't throw wine at me. I have to see people later. If you throw wine at me, I won't be able to live..."

Lu Yun: "Let go!"

Luo Lingyu said: "Brother Xuechen, what I said outside just now was nonsense. You took the best care of me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to get the 'Flower God' today. I remember all these kindnesses... You were the best to me in the Lu family, and I will definitely repay you in the future. Even if I said something wrong, it was because I thought Brother Xuechen didn't care about me in his heart. I wouldn't say that to others..."

Lu Yun said coldly: "Sweet words...let go!"

He wanted to leave, but Luo Lingyu hugged him with both arms and refused to let him go. Lu Yun was really very angry, and he really couldn't stand the woman splashing water, wine, and this and that on him. He saw that there was wine in the room, so he wanted Luo Lingyu to have a taste of it. But Luo Lingyu was so smart that she hugged him very tightly and refused to let go. Lu Yun grabbed the girl's hand on his waist and tried to pull her away, but she sobbed and hugged him even tighter.

Lu Yun's face flushed, and he whispered, "Let go..."

Luo Lingyu was still afraid that he would not give her face: "No... Brother Xuechen, listen to me..."

Lu Yun's voice became even lower, vaguely, and a little hoarse: "I'm not angry...let go of my hand..."

Luo Lingyu didn't believe it at all. Even though she could clearly feel his body stiffening, she still kept chattering and trying to convince him.

Lu Yun fell silent.

Luo Lingyu was suddenly startled and stopped talking.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together, pushing and shoving, and their thin spring clothes inevitably rubbed against each other. It was easy for things to go wrong when a man and a woman hugged each other, and Luo Lingyu herself was unaware of it, but only then did she realize something was wrong. Because the man she was hugging had a very high body temperature, something hot suddenly poked her in the lower abdomen. She pressed her forehead against his neck, her cold hair against his neck. When the coolness met the fire, Luo Lingyu noticed that Lu Yun's breathing was not right, and his pulse in his neck was beating violently.

She looked up and met Lu Yun's dark eyes.

Girls actually have a kind of inexplicable intuition about men. When his eyes suddenly seemed wrong, Luo Lingyu loosened her arms and stepped back. She murmured, "Brother Xuechen..."

Lu Yun's eyes were quiet, and when she whispered "Brother Xuechen", the dark shadows in his eyes were suppressed, and the flames in his pupils lit up. Lu Yun looked at her calmly, leaned down, and pressed his lips against hers. Luo Lingyu's back froze, and a hand appeared at her waist, holding her and pushing her against the door.

Luo Lingyu trembled: "You... um..."

She didn't finish her words because her voice was swallowed up by Lu Yun.

Leaning against the door, I could vaguely see the dust floating in the air in the room and hear the laughter of the man and woman outside. The light shone in from the window pane above, just brushing past Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu who were kissing him against the door. Luo Lingyu sobbed and raised her arms to hit him and push him. Her raised hand was caught by Lu Yun's hand. He held her hand, stared at her quietly, and pressed his lips against hers.

His expression was calm, but his lips and tongue were hooked with hers...crazy as hell!

After the kiss, Luo Lingyu felt a shiver on her back, and her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand. Her face was bloodshot, and her heart was confused. Last time, they were negotiating conditions, but this time... was it a punishment, a way to compensate him? He held her hand loosely, but not tightly. His eyelids drooped, and his eyes, as warm as jade, looked at her without blinking.

It wasn't a particularly coercive kiss.

Hot and tender at the same time.

She can make money anytime.

Luo Lingyu was determined: Why should I fight? What a good opportunity to test his heart.

The girl took a breath, her back almost broken by the pressure. After a long kiss, when he left, his breath was vaguely mixed with hers, and Lu Yun stroked the messy hair on her cheek. He smiled nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter whether you are a concubine or not with others, as long as you are rich and powerful. But not with me. You will never be my concubine?"

Luo Lingyu bit her lip.

She whispered: "...What are you doing?"

His fingers slowly caressed her lips. He seemed to be thinking about something slowly, and also seemed to be observing her quietly. His breath was close to hers, and their lips would touch each other when they talked. His lips pressed against her lips again and again, conveying that soul-devouring and trembling feeling to her. The man's voice was clear: