Mu Yanfeng felt his entire body heat up. If he didn't cool down soon, the little ants in his blood were going to bite through his veins.
"Young Master Mu, what's wrong?"
Jun Xiqing's voice rang out in his ears, moving and delicate.
The soft body in his arms could relieve his heat. He couldn't just hug her, he wanted more.
"Qingqing, I like you. Can you be with me?"
Mu Yanfeng cupped Jun Xiqing's face with both hands and bent over to kiss her on the lips.
Jun Xiqing tilted her head, avoiding him.
"Young Master Mu, did you drink something dirty?"
Jun Xiqing felt that something was wrong with Mu Yanfeng. She thought that Mu Yanfeng might have fallen for something.
A voice echoed in Mu Yanfeng's head — You need her. Hurry up and have her!
"Qingqing, I … I feel terrible …"
Mu Yanfeng carried her and pushed open the door to a room along the corridor. The two of them entered.
Jun Xiqing was pressed against the wall by him. An unfamiliar masculine scent enveloped her.
She had only had one man, Lu Yeming. Now that she had ended it with him, she had no intention of starting another relationship.
Lu Yeming had hurt her too deeply, but he had also left an indelible mark on her body. She could clearly remember his clean, masculine scent.
Now that Mu Yanfeng was touching her, she felt repulsed. Her delicate skin was covered in a layer of pink.
Moreover, she and Mu Yanfeng were good friends. She didn't have many friends and she cherished the friendship she had with Mu Yanfeng. She didn't want this friendship to change.
Jun Xiqing pressed against Mu Yanfeng's chest and pushed him away forcefully. "Young Master Mu, wake up!"
Mu Yanfeng's eyes met Jun Xiqing's. Her clear eyes were looking at him with concern.
Mu Yanfeng sobered up a little. He quickly bit the tip of his tongue, using the pain to stop himself from being bewitched. "Qingqing, hurry up and leave. I must have fallen for it. It must be Feng Sinan!
Although I don't know what his scheme is, he must be targeting you. Hurry up and leave! "
Mu Yanfeng pushed Jun Xiqing out.
Jun Xiqing didn't leave. Instead, she said calmly, "Young Master Mu, Feng Sinan must have drugged you. My blood is the antidote."
Jun Xiqing bit her fingertip and brought the blood to Mu Yanfeng's lips.
Mu Yanfeng shook his head and reached out to hold his head. "Qingqing, it's useless. This is a parasite. Your blood can only cure the poison, but not the parasite. Feng Sinan is cunning and will definitely not let Lu Yeming off the hook. He knows that your blood can cure the poison, so why would he let you take advantage of him?"
"Qingqing, hurry up and leave. Don't worry about me, I don't want to hurt you!"
Jun Xiqing was pushed to the door by Mu Yanfeng. Placing her fair hand on the doorknob, she turned back to look at Mu Yanfeng.
Mu Yanfeng's handsome face contorted in agony. The blood vessels on his hand were visibly congested. If he didn't have the antidote soon, it seemed like his blood vessels would explode in the next second.
Jun Xiqing turned around and walked over to him. "Young Master Mu, I can't abandon you."
Mu Yanfeng looked at her with reddened eyes. "Qingqing …"
…
Outside, along the corridor.
A group of people walked over. At the front were two extremely talented men, Lu Yeming and Feng Sinan.
Lu Yeming was here to attend Feng Mu's wedding party. He wore a black coat with a matching vest inside. There was a sparkling brooch on the vest. He walked over with steady steps, his handsome face illuminated by the vintage lights along the corridor. He looked like he had been dissected from a statue and was mesmerizing.
Feng Sinan walked beside him, handsome and dignified. These two men had been blessed with power and wealth, and their mature charisma was indescribable.
"Yeming, Yutang is missing. Something happened here and I've asked the butler to prepare a room for you. You should rest first," Feng Sinan said.
Lu Yeming was expressionless. His handsome features were cold and distant, and he was even more dignified than usual. "Alright."
"Ah!"
At this moment, a maid screamed from the front.
Lu Yeming lifted his eyes and saw a maid standing at the door of a room. The door had been pushed open and the maid seemed to have seen something. The plate in her hands was knocked over and she screamed.
"What happened? Why are you making such a fuss here? Get down! "
Feng Sinan reprimanded her in a low voice before walking forward with Lu Yeming.
Lu Yeming stood by the door, looking at the carpet littered with clothes, both men's and women's.
There were two overlapping figures on the bed, their faces hidden under the blanket.
Men like Lu Yeming and Feng Sinan were never addicted to lust, but they understood it better than most men. It didn't affect their enjoyment and pleasure of women. Now that they saw this scene, they knew what was going on with a single glance.
The two people on the bed were immersed in their own world, completely unaware of what was happening outside.
He heard a woman's soft voice. "It hurts …"
Feng Sinan's deep and narrow eyes landed on Lu Yeming's handsome face. "Yeming, what's going on?"
Lu Yeming's handsome face remained impassive. He glanced at Fan Men behind him.
Fan Men nodded and quickly walked forward, pulling the blanket away.
"Ah! Who are you? "
"Are you perverts? Are you here to watch a live broadcast?"
There were two unfamiliar faces on the bed. The man and woman covered the blanket, hugging each other in panic as they scolded each other.
Feng Sinan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the butler with a sharp gaze.
The butler left quietly.
Feng Sinan smiled calmly. "Sorry to disturb you."
Everyone left the room, closing the door behind them.
"Yeming, let's go. I'll send you back to your room."
Feng Sinan continued to send Lu Yeming off.
Lu Yeming's cold, almond-shaped eyes were unreadable. He took two steps and passed by the room next door.
The door to this room was tightly shut. Lu Yeming slowly stopped in his tracks.
"Sinan, you can go back to your work. There's no need for you to send me off."
Feng Sinan looked at Lu Yeming and smiled. "Alright then, I'll take my leave first. Yeming, call me if you need anything."
Feng Sinan left.
…
Lu Yeming stood on the spot, watching Feng Sinan's back. His handsome features were in a blur, making it hard to see him clearly.
"Your Highness," Fan Men called out.
Lu Yeming raised his hand, gesturing for him not to speak. He walked to the tightly shut door and placed his hand on the doorknob.
It was locked from the inside.
It couldn't be opened.
Lu Yeming's cold, almond-shaped eyes froze over. The thick black in his eyes made one's heart tremble. He took two steps back, then kicked the tightly shut door shut.
Bam! The door was kicked open. Lu Yeming lifted his handsome face and looked inside …
I saw many people gnashing their teeth in hatred towards Feng Sinan. He is indeed a dark character, but he is not a villain. He can only be said to be both good and evil. Is he really that hateful?
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