Chapter 165: What The Hell Does He Mean?
Jing Yue was so shocked by the beautiful man at first. Then she began to regain her composure slowly. “Yours? I have already paid for her service. How could she belong to you?” Jing Yue narrowed her eyes and retorted. ‘What a coquettish man!’Jing Yue cursed secretly in her heart.
How could a man look like this?
He was definitely more beautiful than most women!
“Money? It means nothing.” The man sneered. Then he tottered to Jing Yue and suddenly fell before her with his arms supporting his body. Jing Yue leaned back in surprise, smelling nothing but alcohol. Looking at the man’s uncovered chest, Jing Yue swallowed hard.
‘Gosh! He’s hot!’ “Since you took my Yan Lin, you have to make up for my loss!” After finishing his words, the man took Jing Yue’s wrist and pulled her from the chair into his arms directly. But because the drunken man couldn’t stand steadily, he directly fell backward together with Jing Yue.
“Ah!” Jing Yue screamed in fear. Then she hit her chin on the man’s chest. Jing Yue frowned fiercely and straightened herself up immediately. As a result, the two just entangled together in such a sexy manner.
The man lay on the ground with his clothes in disarray while Jing Yue knelt on his body. When they looked at each other, Jing Yue suddenly became stunned.
“I never expected that you would be so active.” The man said and curled his lips into a beautiful smile, which dazzled and obsessed Jing Yue for quite a while
Really, it was so beautiful…
“My…master, are you fine?” Xing Er was totally shocked by what had happened just now and hastened to help Jing Yue up.
Looking down at the man gradually sit up, Jing Yue narrowed her eyes and said to Xing Er, “Throw this madman away!” Xing Er bowed his head and said yes. Then he strode over to catch the man’s collar but was grabbed in turn at the wrist by the man. However, such a simple action made Xing Er panic instantly.
The man dropped Xing Er’s wrist and stood up unsteadily, saying to Jing Yue with a meaningful smile, “Little girl, we will meet soon.” Jing Yue was convulsed in an instant and felt a sting passing through her body from head to toe.
Jing Yue twitched the corner of her mouth as she watched the man’s back. “What…What the hell does he mean?” Jing Yue turned her head to Xing Er and asked.
“Your Highness, this man is not simple.” Xing Er looked at Jing Yue and responded with a serious expression.
“I don’t see any big deal from him. He is just a drunkard who looks pretty like a woman.” Jing Yue waved her hands indifferently. Looking at the messy room, she sighed, “He has just broken my good mood. Let’s go home!”
It was late at night when Jing Yue went back. She was so tired that she fell asleep quickly. Xing Er wiped the cold sweat on his forehead secretly. Seeing the light put out in Jing Yue’s room, he finally left the mansion and disappeared into darkness.
In a gloomy loft, against a shimmering candle, Xing Er knelt at the other side of the screen respectfully with his head lowered and his body bent, “Master, Her Highness went to House of Beauties today and met the Hostage.”
“What did they say?” A gravelly voice came from behind the screen.