Just as Xi Xingxue lifted his foot, suddenly, his clothes were grabbed.
"Little beauty, don't watch where you're going, or you'll fall into my arms."
The foreigner who was grabbing Xi Xingxue's clothes spoke to her in fluent English.
Xi Xingxue held on tightly to her core, preventing herself from being pulled into someone's arms.
He grabbed the man's fingers, pried them open, and shouted, "Let go!"
He rebuked him sternly.
Entering such a place, you'll encounter a motley crew of people, and ferocity serves as their camouflage.
The foreigner was taken aback and almost let go, but when he looked up and saw Xi Xingxue's profile, a look of infatuation flashed in his eyes.
He said in English, "She really is a beauty! She's really attractive!"
Xi Xingxue knew that there were countless people in foreign countries who were attracted to male beauty.
He glanced back at the foreigner and said in Chinese, "He's really ugly. He even vomited up his lunch!"
The foreigner didn't understand, and Xi Xingxue didn't need him to understand either. He had his fill of talking, and then he ran away.
To his surprise, the foreigner paused for a moment, then suddenly became extremely lustful and chased after him.
"Stop! I have plenty of money. Here's your money, spend the night with me!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
"Bang—Ah!"
The foreigner was kicked away.
Zhu Yuan flicked the dust off her skirt with a cold expression, her icy gaze sweeping over him. "You dare touch my person?"
"Who are you?" The foreigner refused to back down, and became even more enraged when he saw that the person in front of him was just a girl.
He quickly approached Zhu Yuan, intending to subdue 'her', but the next second, Zhu Yuan threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.
The foreigner nearly fainted from the pain, while Zhu Yuan's skirt was slightly dirty.
"Take care of him."
Zhu Yuan gave this instruction to the person next to her, then took Xi Xingxue's hand and led him up the steps.
On the steps are many small, semi-suspended private rooms.
Upon entering the private room, Xi Xingxue was pushed onto the sofa. Zhu Yuan knelt between his legs, bent over, and grabbed his collar with her fingers.
"Xiao Xi, explain to your husband why you're here."
An overwhelming aura swept over her, and Xi Xingxue was firmly pinned down by Zhu Yuan, forced to look up at 'her'.
He changed the subject, putting himself in a difficult position: "What husband? Little bird, I'm your husband, you should be explaining to me why you're in such a dangerous place."
"Heh." Zhu Yuan suddenly let out a gentle yet chilling laugh.
Then she let go of his collar and started taking off her skirt.
Xi Xingxue's pupils dilated slightly: "What are you doing?"
Zhu Yuan did not reply immediately, but instead took off her skirt and picked up a men's coat that was placed on the table.
He had long, flowing hair, a strikingly handsome face, and taut, masculine muscles that revealed smooth V-lines along his chest.
"I just suddenly wanted to let Xiaoxi see clearly who her husband is beforehand."
Her voice has also lost its deliberate affectation and become more magnetic.
Xi Xingxue stared in shock at the boy who had shed his women's clothing and was now dressed in men's attire, his appearance strikingly beautiful and captivating.
Looking like a frightened little rabbit, he said incredulously, "I can't believe my fiancée is a man!"
Zhu Yuan lowered her eyes, her tall figure closing in on him again: "Oh? Then what will it take for you to believe me?"
Although Zhu Yuan and Xi Xingxue were the same height, his tall frame and extraordinary muscles symbolized immense masculine strength, easily encircling the slender Xi Xingxue beneath him.
Xi Xingxue's face flushed red, and she stretched out her hand, saying, "Unless you let me touch it!"
"Touch?" Zhu Yuan raised an eyebrow, the threatening look in her eyes vanishing instantly.
He chuckled, his long fingers gently gripping Xi Xingxue's chin, his warm breath brushing against the boy's cheek.
He caressed Xi Xingxue's skin with his fingertips in an ambiguous way, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, my dear wife, where do you want to touch me?"
Zhu Yuan is fiery and flamboyant; even boys can't resist her captivating charm.
Xi Xingxue's eyelashes trembled slightly from his burning breath. Before she could make a move, her fingers were grabbed and slowly pulled toward his belt.
After taking off her long skirt, Zhu Yuan was wearing a pair of knee-length trousers.
"Is it... that I need to touch this area to prove it?"
Zhu Yuan, oh no, now she should be called Zhu Yuan.
Xi Xingxue's expression tightened: "Since you're being so proactive, then I won't hold back."
Zhu Yuan chuckled: "Hmm, anyway, I'll be yours from now on. This is just a preview. Do as you please."
Even though he was the one being taken advantage of, his gaze was fiery, and when it swept over Xi Xingxue, it sent a burning sensation through his skin.
Xi Xingxue's fingers moved slower and slower, and her face grew increasingly red.
Ah, Zhu Yuan's flirting skills are even more outrageous than a playboy's!
His finger stopped at a certain point. "Let's not verify it."
"Hmm?" Zhu Yuan looked at him. "Afraid of feeling inferior?"
Xi Xingxue: "......"
Not a buddy.
You're getting cocky now.
After Zhu Yuan finished speaking, he also showed a teasing smile. He straightened up and pulled Xi Xingxue up: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore."
Xi Xingxue straightened up and adjusted her collar, letting out a cold snort: "Heh."
He turned his head away from Zhu Yuan, unaware that his fair and slender nape was exposed, which only fueled the desire to mark that spot, to bully him, and to possess him.
Zhu Yuan grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms: "...Is my wife seducing me again?"
Xi Xingxue: "?"
Before he could even utter a word, his lips were sealed shut, and his eyes widened suddenly, filled with a misty haze.
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