She even had a strong urge.
I really want to kiss those rosy lips with a crystal-like luster and see if they are as intoxicating as fine wine.
After realizing this shameful thought, she secretly despised herself, but her pretty face was already as beautiful as a peach and plum, and the girl's heart was quietly stirring.
But at the moment, Yan Yu felt that she was dazzled by the male beauty and was about to go out to get some cool breeze to wake herself up.
However, as soon as she turned around, a strong arm tightly wrapped around her waist.
The next moment, a force came.
Caught off guard, she fell on the young man, pressing her entire petite and soft body against him, causing him to let out a suppressed groan.
Before she could shyly refuse, she heard the young man expressing his deep love in a low, sexy voice.
"Yu'er, I am pleased with you."
In an instant, the air was eerily quiet.
Ambiguous feelings grew wildly between the two.
Yan Yu's whole body was stiff and her mind was blank. Beneath the young man's hot chest was a strong and powerful heart, beating violently in her palm.
Her fingertips shrank, but she didn't dare to withdraw her hand, because without a support point, the two of them would be stuck together tightly.
This is too ambiguous and too inappropriate.
After a while, Yan Yu's chaotic mind finally regained some rationality, and she spoke with difficulty.
"Brother Zifang, you are drunk."
The woman's lively and charming voice trembled slightly, mixed with panic and helplessness.
How could Zhang Liang not know that his beloved was running away? But he could no longer wait.
He didn't want to endure the pain of missing her anymore.
He wanted to embrace his sweetheart in his arms openly.
The handsome young man sat up, his expression serious and his eyes clear. How could he be drunk at all?
At this moment, Zhang Liang took off his usual disguise as a gentle and elegant nobleman, revealing the domineering and strong nature of a man.
His slender jade-like hands held the woman's bewildered little face, and his distant and clear voice was a little hoarse due to the alcohol, which was particularly bewitching in the dim space.
"Yu'er, look at me."
"You're not indifferent to me, are you?"
The young man's dark eyes were no longer as calm as usual. At this moment, they were extremely hot, like magma after a volcanic eruption.
Yan Yu faced the strong and hot affection head-on, as if she was covered by a big net, with no way to avoid it and nowhere to escape.
The faint aroma of wine filled the small space, and the atmosphere became increasingly ambiguous.
She didn't know whether it was the intoxicating aroma of the wine or the alluring beauty of the man, but she seemed to be bewitched by those affectionate peach blossom eyes and couldn't help but murmur.
"Brother Zifang...I, I think I like you too."
The young man responded with a low laugh of joy.
Zhang Liang stared at the woman's innocent and naive eyes, and his fingertips moved as if inadvertently, touching her delicate and soft red lips.
"It is a blessing for Zifang to be favored by Yu'er."
Yan Yu felt the warm touch at the corner of her lips and the young man's drunken breath, and her cheeks flushed immediately. She lowered her head shyly.
No one could have imagined that the leader of the business alliance, who was so shrewd and smooth in the business world, was so innocent.
A few days later, on the way back home.
After Zhang Liang won the beauty, he was extremely proud and beaming.
Everyone thought he was happy about his achievements, but when they saw his particularly intimate behavior with the "young man", a strange idea suddenly arose in their minds.
It was not until Yan Yu's identity was revealed after returning home that everyone suddenly realized what was going on.
It turns out that it’s not a love story between Long Yang and Yang, but a story of beauty saving the hero and giving herself to him!
After returning to China, the matter of conquering the Western Regions had not yet been settled, so Zhang Liang, as the person in charge, became busy again.
After dealing with the matters of the Chamber of Commerce and the Treasure Pavilion, Yan Yu had some free time.
The two separated shortly after they confided in each other.
She couldn't help but feel anxious about gains and losses, and she couldn't stop the bitterness and grievance in her heart.
When her mind was filled with the image of the young man, she was shocked to realize that she had already fallen in love with him.
On the other hand, Zhang Liang also missed his sweetheart very much.
But in the face of national justice, love between young men and women can only be put aside temporarily.
However, he was also afraid of wronging his beloved, so he sent her the emperor's reward and his own treasures as compensation.
After receiving the gift, the money-loving Yan Yu immediately smiled and felt the young man's deep affection.
She believed deeply in the truth said by the Queen:
Where a man's money is, there is his love.
After the successful conclusion of the Western Regions mission, Zhang Liang was named "Marquis of Zhiyuan". His reputation as a wise strategist became well-known throughout the world, and he became very popular in the upper circles.
Among them are inevitably aristocratic families who have the idea of marriage alliance.
But he did not waver at all, and instead began to prepare for his wedding with Yan Yu wholeheartedly.
Three months later.
Inside the Marquis Zhiyuan's mansion, there were lights and decorations, gongs and drums were beating, and all you could see was the joyous red color. Guests gathered and congratulations were heard constantly.
After going through a series of tedious rituals, Yan Yu finally sat on the wedding bed.
She sat more dignified with her red veil on her head, feeling a mixture of excitement, anxiety, sweetness, and shyness...
After an unknown amount of time, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound.
The sound of steady footsteps gradually approached, and she nervously pinched her clothes.
The moment the red veil was lifted, the young man's unparalleled beautiful face appeared in front of her, with a smile on his face and a tender gaze.
The two of them didn't say a word, but their eyes were filled with tenderness and sweetness.
After drinking the wedding wine, the woman, who had a poor alcohol tolerance, had two blushes on her face, which made her delicate face look even more beautiful and charming, which was breathtaking.
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