Third Young Master Jun felt his mouth dry, his gaze unable to detach from her legs.

Ye Lu’s bewitching eyes hazy, the picture of a Persian cat as she bent over towards him, her half-opened robe revealing infinite splendour. His eyes feasting on such a sight, his breaths became increasingly heavier.

And she extended her delicate hand, pulling his rough palm onto her snow-white leg, leading him up along her petite, lovely ankle and her slender, tender leg...

"You wicked little nymph—" Third Young Master Jun growled through gritted teeth, out of patience. With a stretch of his long arm, he hooked her slender waist and pushed her down onto the soft carpet.

If he could remain unfazed by this enchanting and exquisite woman, then he is not a man.

He has always been a perfectly normal, capricious man. This is not the first time he’s lost, and it won’t be the last. He’s thoroughly enchanted by this nymph, willingly succumbed under her skirt.

The passionate kiss made Ye Lu more dizzy, her face flushed, languidly lying on the carpet, her long hair spread out, her eyes dazed, all with a vulnerable look which was an open invitation.

Third Young Master Jun’s heart was burning, his eyes filled with dark desire. Looking at this unaware attractive woman, he gritted his teeth harder:

"Woman, this time, you’re asking for it!"

Climbing atop her, his heavy body weighed her down, and the drunken Ye Lu, groaned in protest.

"Mmm... You’re heavy, go away, I want to sleep."

Her soft voice was instantly swallowed by Third Young Master Jun. He chuckled and bit her lips lightly, playing with her hair.

"You lit a fire in me, and you, the culprit, wants to sleep? Darling, don’t dream of sleeping tonight."

Exposed and willing, passion engulfed the entire study. The fire of love, burnt fiercely, incinerating reason, leaving only attachment and longing, silently entwining with one other.

When Ye Lu groggily woke up, the sun was about to set and she was still dazed, hugging the quilt and staring blankly. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

A glance at the time, she froze. It was already the next afternoon.

What happened? She’d slept for so long. She wanted to get up only to find her waist so sore.

Lowering her head, she saw marks emerging on her skin that she had worked hard to eliminate. This time, the marks were faint, like blooming, delicate flower petals.

She blushed, vaguely remembering bashful events.

She got drunk, then boldly flirted with the man in the study. Then, her flirtation succeeded, and she was taken down by him. Then, she was ravished...

Ye Lu’s cheeks burned hotter, and she vaguely remembered that he had messed around with her all night long.

He seemed to have stopped only when day almost broke, then she dozed off.

As to the specifics of what had happened, she barely remembered anything, but she wasn’t completely insensitive.

Ye Lu felt surprised that she hadn’t resisted or trembled and stiffened in his arms. Indeed, she must have been drunk and incoherent to accept his intimacy like that!

Undoubtedly, this was the case since she instinctively still disliked and feared him.

So, she passed the test.

At this realization, she breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling greatly at ease, she shakily got up and headed to the bathroom, ignoring her weak body.

Only when she got off the bed did she feel the weakness in her legs and sourness in her waist. She ground her teeth, "Damn the vile man."

She took a bath and Freshened up.