She saw the moonlight outlining a tall, slender figure.
The newcomer wore a silver mask. The lower half of his exposed face was so handsome it was almost sharp.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, looking down at the girl in the pool—disheveled, yet inexplicably radiating a startling allure.
A flash of surprise crossed his proud eyes, quickly replaced by a dark, almost playful glint.
“Looks like I caught you first.”
His voice was low and pleasant, carrying an arrogant magnetism as he slowly crouched down.
He extended a gloved hand, the leather-covered fingers nearly touching Xu Jingran’s wet chin.
Her whole body trembled. The drug coursing through her intensified under the presence of this unfamiliar yet overwhelming masculine aura.
She bit her lip and let out a soft whimper. Her flushed cheek leaned greedily into his hand, rubbing against the black leather and making his palm itch.
Jiang Lijin tried to pull his hand back in irritation. “Are you always this… shameless with men?”
But before he could withdraw, she wrapped both arms around his arm. Swaying, she rose unsteadily from the pool, her damp cheek pressed against him.
Her hands shamelessly slid up along his suit sleeve, exploring inside.
Her cold, soft fingertips gripped his burning arm.
Even his suit was getting soaked now… completely ruined.
“What are you doing?”
Jiang Lijin finally noticed something was wrong. His fingers tightened around her chin and cheeks.
Her face was caught in his palm. Her lips were an astonishing shade of red, radiating heat. Her cheeks were flushed like a ripe peach, wet and glistening. Droplets rolled down from her lashes.
Her pale collarbones were exposed, her soaked dress clinging tightly to her body…
Her waist was so slim. Her legs so white. And now she was clinging to him tightly, refusing to let go.
He knew he should shake her off and leave.
But the weight on his arm felt like a thousand pounds, anchoring him firmly in place.
“I’m hot… so hot… it hurts…”
“Help me… you’re so cool… Did you come to save me?”
Her voice was soft and breathy, like feathers brushing against his ears.
It was thin as a thread, slipping from his ear straight into his heart, wrapping around it again and again.
His heart pounded wildly.
“Please save me… only you can save me…”
Xu Jingran pressed herself against his arm. Her other hand had already wrapped around his waist, still stroking him restlessly.
Her face moved from his arm to his chest. Like a bewitching siren, she clung to his shoulder, even trying to press her burning lips against his skin.
She bit his chin.
Like a kitten gnawing on its favorite toy.
Was she teething—or sharpening her claws?
Jiang Lijin’s hand curled into a restrained fist.
He was certain of one thing—
Xu Jingran was deliberately tempting him.
Having Lu Ran wasn’t enough.
Having Jiang Si wasn’t enough.
Now she was trying to seduce him too.
The hand gripping her face did not loosen. Instead, he lifted her chin higher.
When she tried once more to kiss him, he seized her jaw roughly.
Her lips were squeezed into a pout.
“It hurts…”
Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes as she struggled faintly.
Then her breath—and oxygen—were stolen away.
His other gloved hand covered her eyes, as if he were deceiving himself.
As if, if she couldn’t see him, then it was acceptable to kiss her.
He was rough.
Yet Xu Jingran felt… relieved.
She was parched.
And someone had brought her water.
Though it was delivered directly into her mouth.
Her lips were burning hot.
Her lips in front of him were cold.
The water before her quenched her thirst.
The strong scent of alcohol exploded between their lips and tongues.
Jiang Lijin was starting to feel lightheaded from the kiss.
Why were a girl’s lips so soft?
So fragrant…
His mouth no longer obeyed him. He kept kissing her without stopping.
【Ahhhhh! So the older brother makes the first move before the younger one?】
【Jiang Lijin, Jiang Lijin! Tell me—can you face your brother after this? Can you face your friend?!】
【Your mouth talks tough, but it’s soft when you kiss.】
【Weren’t you the one telling Jingran to get lost? Why are you clinging to her now and refusing to let go?!】
【Bro, watch your image. You’re outside!】
【What’s wrong with being outside? That’s the exciting part!】
【I can’t take this… How can someone kiss this sinfully? Jiang Lijin! Your tongue is out! Pull it back!】
【So this is the repressed type finally revealing his true colors. Damn! His hands are practically squeezing Jingran’s waist in half.】
【Jiang Lijin, are you showing off how long you’ve been holding it in?! I can’t anymore—look at the suit pants…】
【What’s hidden in that pocket? A baseball bat? Jingran is in for a treat later…】
【Isn’t this a bit too luxurious before bedtime?】
【Jiang Lijin, are you stealing your brother’s crush? Your friend’s girlfriend?】
【Yes, this is the kind of “eating” we want to see—feast!】
Xu Jingran was kissed until she could barely stand. In the end, she could only bury herself wetly against the man’s chest, rubbing against him.
She didn’t dare lift her head.
The moment she did, he would kiss her again.
The man in front of her was a merciless kissing maniac.
Terrifying.
And while her lips felt good, the rest of her body was growing hotter and hotter.
Xu Jingran grew so anxious she almost cried. Her body twisted like a boneless vine.
Jiang Lijin gripped her waist tightly. His cold leather-gloved hand held the back of her soft, pale neck. His voice was still arrogant as he ordered,
“Don’t move!”
He could feel the shameful reaction of his own body.
But Xu Jingran couldn’t listen at all. She clung to him like an octopus.
Not a single part of her stayed still.
Several flashes of white light streaked past.
Jiang Lijin looked up toward the window. Several castle windows had opened, and masked nobles were sweeping flashlights downward.
“A few little mice ran into the garden—and into the maple grove behind it.”
“Oh, a challenge? I like that. Let me find them properly.”
“Damn it! We must find them! Capture all their ugly behavior on camera!”
Men and women laughed and shouted, mixed with furious screams.
Jiang Lijin felt the fabric at his chest being tugged.
He looked down to see Xu Jingran part her red lips and bite down on the Night Owl brooch that symbolized the endless glory of the Jiang family.
She seemed to be searching for something cool, something soothing. Her lips pressed against the cold metal, her eyes shimmering with pain and unbearable desire.
Jiang Lijin pressed his lips together. In the next second, he removed his suit jacket and covered her head with it.
One hand scooped beneath her knees, the other wrapped around her small back, pressing Xu Jingran entirely into his embrace.
Xu Jingran smelled his faint, arrogant woody scent, thick with hormones that enveloped her completely.
She could even feel another heartbeat.
That only made her hotter.
She wanted…
Jiang Lijin couldn’t help but let out a low groan. He could no longer maintain his calm expression. The corner of his lips tightened as he pinched her hip in punishment.
“Let go!”
She had actually bitten his chest…
It hurt—sharp and intense.
What on earth was this woman doing?
Why were her teeth so sharp? Had Lu Ran bought her those little biscuits just so she could sharpen them?