In the most bustling area of the Capital City, the Capital Bar.
A young girl was stumbling along the corridor.
Lu XiaoLu could only perceive the warmly lit corridor in front of her, flickering, sometimes in singularity, sometimes into a pair.
"Hey, XiaoLu, are you listening to me?!" An explosive voice came from Lu XiaoLu's cell phone.
Lu XiaoLu squinted her watery, fox-like eyes and giggled, "Mmhmm, I... I got it, Room 608, the room... I won't wander around..."
The person on the other side seemed a bit irritable, "You... are not... "
Yet, Lu XiaoLu hung up the call abruptly, muttered, "What do you mean, I'm not... I am XiaoLu... Duan YuZhu, your brain must have holes..."
After uttering those words, Lu XiaoLu finally oriented herself and began to lumber towards Room 608.
Resting her face against the cold door, she sobered up a bit.
Just as she was about to open the door, it opened from the inside.
Lu XiaoLu widened her eyes, coming face-to-face with a stranger.
What a face that was. She couldn’t find any words to describe it, but the moment she saw this man, she simply couldn’t look away.
But the icy-pit-stare in his eyes made Lu XiaoLu shudder.
This handsome man was danger impersonated.
He was merely looking at her, and yet, she felt as if she was about to suffocate.
"You..." Lu Xiaolu, had a desire to escape in mind, but her lips seemed to have a mind of their own.
The man's narrowed, pitch-black eyes emanated a chilling cold. Before Lu Xiaolu could utter a word, he had already grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the room.
An abrupt dimness took over her vision. Lu Xiaolu was instinctively alert, but then her neck was suddenly gripped in a vice-like hold.
"How dare you try to drug me? You've got some guts!"
His icy voice held a contrasting fiery heat, which caused Lu Xiaolu to widen her eyes in surprise.
Wait, what?
"Since you're so desperate, the young master here will make an exception to satisfy your thirst," the man's cruel voice echoed again in Lu Xiaolu's ears. Before she could even react, his thin lips fell onto her delicate earlobe.
At the contact of hot lips against the cool earlobe, the man's grip tightened again. Lu Xiaolu felt as if her two wrists, held by the man's single hand, were going to break.
The feeling of being restrained spurred Lu Xiaolu to struggle intensely. The man responded by biting down on her neck.
It was indeed a bite. Lu Xiaolu let out a pained cry as her pupils contracted sharply.
"What are you doing? Let me..."
She was unable to finish her sentence because the man was back on top of her, silencing her with a deep kiss.
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When Lu Xiaolu opened her eyes again, it was already daylight outside.
Looking at her surroundings, her thoughts quickly returned.
Her face turned deathly pale in an instant as she subconsciously reached out to touch the space next to her.
Nobody. The bedding was icy cold.
Relieved, Lu Xiaolu felt slightly complex about the things that had just flashed through her mind.
Those dark, phoenix-like eyes, the muscles fitting snugly on his upper body, and those violent actions...
What on earth was all this? How could she have such an outlandish dream?
Her head felt a bit painful. Lu Xiaolu wanted to sit up, but the moment she exerted herself, her body went limp and fell back into the soft quilt.
The unusual sensation that swept over her from her body forced her to lift the quilt.
However, upon seeing her own body underneath, Lu Xiaolu's hands started shaking violently.