Chapter 95 Night Party
This house was still under the name of the Lanyi family, and it was not taken back after the breakup, so it was not like she was just going to another male insect's house. Ludwig comforted himself with this reason while following Amber into the garden, but he was still uneasy in his heart.
Grandpa Finnan was in the study upstairs when he suddenly heard the sound of a flying vehicle outside. He frowned and looked out the window, only to see two familiar figures walking in one after the other. They were Amber and Ludwig. He paused in surprise:
What's going on?
Amber led Ludwig into the living room, glanced upstairs inconspicuously, and asked with a smile: "Major General, do you want to sit in the living room or in my room?"
Ludwig raised his eyebrows: "Is there a difference?"
Amber took off his coat and casually hung it on the hanger. The shirt underneath made his figure look particularly gentle and abstinent. He thought to himself that this female insect was inexperienced after all, and said slowly: "Of course, if you don't want to be disturbed, my room is better."
This sentence is too ambiguous, as if the window paper would be torn with a slight poke.
Ludwig looked at Amber subconsciously, but saw that her eyes were clear, as if he had just asked her casually. He turned his head away, not knowing what he felt in his heart. He frowned and uttered two words: "Living room."
No self-respecting female insect would take the initiative to enter a male insect's room, especially Ludwig.
Amber seemed to have expected Ludwig to say this, and she spread her hands slightly: "Then I hope you won't be disturbed when my grandfather comes downstairs later."
Hearing this, Ludwig then remembered that there was another bug living in the house. Just like most young bugs are not used to being with their relatives and elders, he is also not used to it. Especially since the two families are in a relationship of engagement and broken engagement, it is inevitable that it will be awkward for them to meet.
Ludwig subconsciously stood up straight and immediately changed his words: "Let's go to your room."
Amber's room was not as luxurious as imagined. Instead, it was neat and tidy. Even the quilt was folded without a wrinkle. It looked neater than a military dormitory.
Amber pulled out a chair and sat down at the desk. She said to Ludwig, "Please sit anywhere. You're welcome. This is your house anyway."
While there is technically nothing wrong with this statement, it just doesn't sound right.
There was only one chair in the room, so Ludwig had to sit on the bed. He looked around, but didn't sit down. Instead, he put his hands in his pockets and leaned lazily against the desk. This made it easier to talk to the male insect face to face: "Just tell me, what do you want to do?"
Amber supported her chin with one hand, with a slight curve at the corner of her mouth, which made Chong unconsciously relax his vigilance and subconsciously ignore his sense of control: "Ludwig, you don't have to be so nervous. After all...we were fiancés?"
Ludwig remained unmoved and said calmly: "Really? That's a really remarkable relationship."
Anyone could hear the sarcasm in his words.
Amber just smiled, and the smile spread out in circles like ripples: "Can I ask why you bought that slave?"
The topic has returned to this.
Ludwig asked back: "Then can I ask why you must investigate this slave?"
Ludwig was so busy every day that he shouldn't have had much time to take care of a slave in the arena. But that day Amber asked him to check the waiters in the auction house, and he accidentally found some information.
Amber did not explain, but stood up from the chair, put her hands on the edge of the desk, and held Ludwig in her arms in an overly ambiguous posture. The distance between them was so close that she could even feel the hot breath when she spoke. Her voice was calm and quiet:
"I was just curious. After all, I was drunk that day and accidentally broke into the Third Prince's private room. He was the one who led me there."
Ludwig didn't expect Amber to suddenly approach him. He subconsciously pressed against the male insect's right shoulder to prevent the other party from invading his safe distance. However, the thin fabric could not block the body temperature at all. The scalding temperature was still transmitted from his fingertips to the tip of his heart:
"Just for this?"
Amber looked into Ludwig's amber eyes, always feeling a sense of familiarity from a different time. His eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyelashes cast a dark shadow, covering up the momentary trance inside. He was as cunning as a fox:
"Is there anything else?"
Ludwig raised his eyelids and sneered: "You have no say in this, but that slave's. I still believe in the military's torture methods."
Amber's lips curled slightly, not knowing whether to laugh at the other party's control over her or at the other party's tricks: "Okay, what's the deal?"
Ludwig never reveals his cards easily. He looked up lazily when he heard that. His amber eyes lost some of their usual coldness under the light of the crystal lamp, and instead looked as gorgeous as wine. His black military boots moved slightly, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he stepped on the tip of Amber's leather shoes.
Amber lowered her eyes, only to hear the other party say something ambiguous: "Then we need to see what I'm missing..."
What's missing?
Ludwig is a gifted man, he has everything. Even if he lacks something, the hard work and struggle in the past few years is enough for him to make up for it. In other words, he has what Amber has, and he also has what Amber doesn't have. What can Amber give him?
It's a slightly tricky condition.
Amber was not anxious at all despite thinking so. He looked out the window and saw the red light of a hidden camera flashing in the bushes in the garden. It was particularly obvious in the dark night. He reached out and closed the curtains inconspicuously to block out the prying eyes from outside.
The black leather shoes under the table moved slightly, lightly stepping on the edge of the military boots.
Amber's voice was low and seductive. His dark eyes were as cold and mysterious as the night, but brighter than the stars. He stared at Ludwig and said, "Maybe you are in need of a partner who will not stop you from doing anything and can go forward and backward with you?"
Ludwig's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "Who are you referring to?"
Before he finished speaking, Ludwig felt a sudden tightening around his waist, and the male insect nonchalantly kissed his cold earlobe, then moved down to his cheek, so slowly, so gently, the itchiness crawled all over his body like a worm, and his heart skipped a beat.
It was as if an invisible net had fallen from the air, trapping him tightly within it. He struggled to escape and retreat, but found himself unable to move because of the black leather shoe that was stepping on him. He was nailed to the cross.
No--
Ludwig's eyes flashed with panic and helplessness. He felt that he had lost the initiative and that his opponent had seen through all his cards. He struggled unconsciously, but the male insect held his fingertips tightly. The bloody smell from the fighting arena had not yet dissipated, but it was still invading his nose, like the finest love incense.
The other party didn't seem to be in a hurry at all and kissed slowly and leisurely.
When the warm and wet touch came to his lips, Ludwig's mind went blank, and he even forgot to struggle. Instead, he was filled with indescribable burning and shame. His white neck and cheeks began to spread a light red, and his rosy lips were repeatedly rubbed and gradually covered with a layer of water, as if all his strength had been drained.
"No……"
Ludwig was kissed until he was short of breath, and his body could not help but slide down. However, Amber's arms were strong and pushed him to sit on the edge of the desk. The predatory kiss finally stopped. The female insect tightly grasped his shoulders, breathing rapidly, and her cold eyes were stained with red and misty.
The scenery is breathtaking.
Amber wondered if there were such beauties in his harem in his previous life. However, her memory was blank and she could not find any trace of them. He gently touched Ludwig's forehead, his voice was low, but very ambiguous: "Major General Ludwig, I suggest you consider my words carefully."
Ludwig paused after hearing this, and then he remembered something. He reminded him sarcastically, "But you have already broken off the engagement with me. Or do you think the female insects of the Lanyi family are cheap cabbages on the street that you can take at will?"
When Amber heard him mention the breakup, she didn't seem ashamed at all. Instead, she smiled and said, "Does Hayes City have a rule that male insects who break up an engagement can't get married again?"
Ludwig grabbed his tie and lowered his voice, unable to conceal his coldness: "If you were going to get married, why did you break off the engagement in the first place?"
He is still upset about that incident.
Amber certainly wouldn't let Fernando take the blame. He casually brushed aside a strand of Ludwig's hair that had fallen down, and gently stroked his cheek with his fingertips. He thought that although he looked reckless, he was actually petty: "It was Grandpa who broke off the engagement, and he didn't discuss it with me."
Ludwig paused when he heard this. He saw that Amber did not look like she was pretending. Her expression changed subtly for a moment, and it looked a little ugly: "Why?"
He once thought that Amber Fengliu couldn't stand the control and wanted to break off the engagement with him, but he never expected that it was the elder Fernando. After all, the other party looked kind and honest, so there was no reason for him to break off the engagement.
Amber smiled and shrugged: "Who knows, maybe he thinks that being engaged to me would harm you, or maybe he thinks that Haze City is not suitable for us and plans to return to our original place. In short, he didn't discuss the cancellation of the engagement with me. After all..."
The originally tightly grasped tie lost its tension as the owner leaned in closer, and the silky texture slipped through the fingers like a snake, leaving only the other person's half-truthful whisper in the ear: "He knows I don't want to break off the engagement..."
Don't want to break up the engagement? Why?
If we dig deeper into this answer, there are two extreme directions: either cold interests or ambiguity that can turn people into insane people. Ludwig felt as if half of his heart had fallen into boiling water and the other half into an ice cave, feeling cold, hot, sour and numb.
He still asked in a daze: "Why?"
Amber did not answer. Her warm lips pressed against the female insect's neck, moving slowly upwards along the artery. Finally, she bit her ripe red lips, pried open her teeth easily, and peeked into Ludwig's thoughts.
Blurred words rang out: "Not important."
The marriage has been called off, so there is no need to dwell on this meaningless issue. Amber prefers to think about the present and the future. There is not a trace of desire on his face, but his movements seem to be soaked in desire. He has a young and handsome face, and the dark and rebelliousness of the years, which blends into a strange charm.
Just like Ludwig clearly didn't want to go upstairs, but was hooked up by Amber, and was pulled down from a high place into the quagmire by her, breaking a taboo.
Ludwig had never been so close to anyone before. The feeling of having his breath robbed came back again. His brain was groggy and his rationality was gone. He used the last bit of clarity in his mind to grab the male insect's collar, and at one point the force was a little rough. He asked in a hoarse voice:
"Can I trust you?"
He seemed to be asking himself.
The feeling of knowing that the other party may not have good intentions, but still taking the risk and betting everything on it.
Amber leaned forward and let him hold her collar, which was a slightly doting gesture: "How do you know if you don't try?"
“…”
Ludwig pursed his lips and slowly loosened his fingertips. It was unknown what he was thinking. His face looked somewhat miserable and absent-minded. After a long while, he frowned and said, "The slave is yours."
This represented a concession on his part.
Amber lowered her eyes and smiled: "It's okay, I'll stay with you for now, find a private place to lock myself up, I'll be of use to you in the future."
It was a fact that Amber couldn't handle the slave now and had no place to put him, so it would be better to find a trustworthy and reliable insect to help him deal with it.
Ludwig exhaled slowly: "Got it."
He was not interested and did not ask any further questions: "It's getting late. I'll leave first."
Amber held his shoulder and said, "There are reporters camping outside. If you leave my house late at night, tomorrow's Star Network headlines may not be what you want to see."
Ludwig's pupils shrank for a moment when he heard this. He turned his head in surprise and looked out the window. Through the gap in the curtains, he found a dark shadow in the grass in the garden. He lowered his voice and cursed fiercely: "Damn it, I'm going to dig out his eyes!"
He was so absent-minded when he stepped off the aircraft that he didn't even notice a reporter squatting in the bushes. These bugs are more troublesome than puppies. Did they turn a deaf ear to his last warning? !
Amber signaled Ludwig to stay calm: "You don't have to show up."
He used the terminal to call the security team, briefly described the situation, and tactfully expressed his doubts about the mansion's security capabilities. He might contact a lawyer to report the matter. Within ten minutes, a patrol car appeared outside, and two security guards got out and dragged the reporter squatting in the bushes away.
"...It's too late now, it may not be convenient to take notes...Yes, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Amber cut off the terrified voice on the other end of the phone, waved the terminal in front of Ludwig, and said slowly, "Look, this is great, you don't have to show up, there will naturally be Chong to help you get things done."
Ludwig squinted his eyes under the light: "So, sir, am I also a pawn being used by you?"
Amber said nothing. He reached out and took the female insect off the desk. As if tenderness was engraved in his bones, he whispered something in Ludwig's red ear: "No, maybe soon, you will become my fiancé again..."
Just as Ludwig was particularly satisfied with Amber, Amber was equally satisfied with Ludwig. Who wouldn't like a beautiful, capable, and well-connected partner?
But the controversy over their broken engagement had not yet passed, and if they were to suddenly get engaged again, it was obvious that it would cause quite a stir in public opinion, and the elders on both sides would not agree. They could only wait for some time to calm down before discussing it again.
Amber suddenly remembered something and looked down at Ludwig. "By the way, help me find out the details of a male insect."
Ludwig raised his eyelids when he heard this, and was quite willing to speak: "Who?"
Amber pondered for a moment, then slowly uttered the oriental name that seemed out of place in the Zerg Clan: "Fang... Yun?"
Ludwig was a little surprised: "Is it him?"
Amber: "Why, you know him?"
Ludwig said in a subtle tone: "I don't know him, but he works in the military and is very close to Sivley... What, do you have a grudge against him?"
The last sentence sounded a little suspicious.
Amber smiled and shook her head: "No, I'm just more interested."
At that time, Ludwig missed the flash of deep thought in Amber's eyes, so he never expected to see her in the military's office recruiting civilians not long after.
Across the wall, Amber was sitting at her desk in a neat suit, undergoing an interview. Behind her sat a row of competitors in the lounge area. Their astonished eyes fell on the male insect's outstanding face and dress, and they couldn't understand why the other party, with such outstanding conditions, would come to compete for a small office assistant position.
Director Peddie, who was in charge of the interview, was obviously puzzled. He adjusted his reading glasses and asked suspiciously, "Sir, are you sure you want to interview for the assistant position? I must tell you in advance that this job may be a bit troublesome, and the salary during the internship is very low."
More importantly, the military didn't want to bring back the Buddha. Male insects are rare, but it depends on where they are placed. At home, they are pleasing to the eye, but if they are placed in a bumpy place like the military, they will become a nuisance. Especially since the other party's appearance is so eye-catching, and the military is full of hot-blooded female insects, no one can guarantee what kind of scandal will happen.
Amber's answer was polite: "I think every job has its reason for existence. What's more important is that you can learn some knowledge and experience from it, which can't be measured by money."
Director Peddie's frown remained unchanged: "Have you ever had similar work experience before?"
Amber was always polite. He put the folder he had prepared in advance on the table and pushed it to the other side: "No, but this is my resume. You can take a look at it."
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