Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

Yao Jia was so dizzy from the kiss that she really wanted to sink into it and let Nangong Xiu Lan eat her up. The trembling pleasure she experienced when she was with him in her previous life was still fresh in her memory.

But her reason would not allow her to do so. She would never forget the despair and sorrow she felt when Nangong Xiu Lan left without saying goodbye, and the heart-wrenching pain that tore her apart.

He hardened his heart and clenched his teeth.

"Um--"

Nangong Xiu Lan felt pain and instantly regained his senses, releasing the arms that were restraining Yao Jia.

When he met Yao Jia's angry eyes and the bright red blood on his lips, his eyes trembled.

"Yaoyao, I..."

"Snapped"

A loud slap hit his face hard, and the burning pain made Nangong Xiu Lan shut his mouth.

He felt mixed emotions, he couldn't understand what had happened just now, why he felt so happy about Yao Jia who he had lost and regained, was it really just because of a dream that he did such a beastly thing to her.

Yao Jia shook her hands and wanted to scold Nangong Xiu Lan.

Lin Jiang's voice was heard outside the door, "Young Master, Young Master, are you all right?"

Yao Jia: “…”

Nangong Xiulan: "..."

Lin Jiang listened at the door for a while, but there was no sound. Just as he was about to leave, Yao Jia called him.

"Get the car ready for me. I want to go out."

She didn't want to stay in Qingxinyuan any longer. If she stayed any longer, Nangong Xiu Lan would drive her crazy.

Yao Jia directly ordered the driver to drive to Changyi Pavilion, which was the brothel she used to go to often. There was a prostitute kept by Yao Jia named Langyue.

Langyue was a very beautiful, charming and obedient girl. She was a coming-of-age gift that Shuanghua sent from Jiangnan specifically for Yaojia. However, due to the presence of Nangong Xiulan, Yaojia had to let her live in Changyi Pavilion.

After Yao Jia inherited the position of Pavilion Master in his previous life, he directly set up a house outside and brought him there.

Whenever Nangong Xiu Lan made her unhappy, she would stay here with Lang Yue.

After she had Sanlang, she never went to that house again. She gave some silver to Langyue and asked him to start his own business.

As soon as Yao Jia came in, Lang Yue noticed that she was in a bad mood.

After helping Yao Jia sit on the couch, he played the piano for her to soothe her.

The song that plays over and over again is always "High Mountains and Flowing Water". My ears are callused from listening to it in my previous life, but now the sound of the piano has just started.

Yao Jia felt nauseous. As soon as the sound of the piano started, she felt her stomach churning.

"vomit"

Lang Yue: "...Miss, are you feeling unwell?"

Yao Jia: “…”

He smiled and said, "No, no, I probably ate too much at night." Then he walked over to Langyue and sat down.

She casually plucked the strings a few times. The sound was as harsh and unpleasant as a rusty saw on rusty iron.

Lang Yue pursed her lips but did not say anything to stop him.

Yao Jia squinted her eyes and indulged herself in self-admiration. Her hands moved faster and faster, and the sound of the piano became more and more frantic.

The sound of the piano penetrated the wall and spread outside.

At first, other people in the corridor were listening at ease, thinking it was some new tune. However, the sound became increasingly strange, and in the end it became unbearable. They began to complain and curse.

"What the hell is this! It's unbearable to listen to!"

"Who is this! So immoral! Affecting my performance..."

"Don't play if you don't know how to play..."

"That's enough... It's like a voice from hell..."

"The sound of knocking broken copper and iron is better than this..."

"It's so awful! It's torture!"

"Stop, stop, stop! Stop playing!"

When it comes to lack of quality, who else but Yao Jia can be compared?

Yao Jia acted as if she didn't hear anything, and even became more and more addicted to the music, to an outrageous degree.

Just when people were being tortured to the point of being unable to bear it any longer, "Dong! Dong! Dong~!" came the sound of rapid knocks on the door, accompanied by the sound of a piano.

Langyue opened the door and went out, closed the door again, and began to apologize to the people outside.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm really sorry..." He said while apologizing with a smile.

However, the piercing piano music did not stop, but instead tormented people's nerves even more.

Just when someone was about to push Langyue, Yaojia suddenly stopped.

He let out a long sigh, feeling extremely relaxed, stood up, walked to the door, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and scattered them out.

"This money is just an apology to your ears." Yao Jia said coldly, "Take the money and get out! Langyue, come in."

Langyue went in and closed the door as he was told.

Seeing the banknotes scattered all over the ground, those who were smart bent down to pick up the money.

However, there were one or two talented people who believed that "wealth and honor cannot corrupt people" and said angrily: "What kind of quality do you have? Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have a few stinky dollars?"

"You know what, she really can do whatever she wants." Someone next to her said sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" the man asked.

"That's the young master of Tianxing Pavilion! If you make her unhappy, she will draw a circle and curse you." The man said mysteriously.

"..."

Yao Jia yawned, pulled her foot back from Lang Yue's hand, and said, "Don't press it anymore. You've been tired all day. Go downstairs and go to sleep."

Lang Yue lowered his eyes and smiled, "How can a slave be tired? I just chat with people here all day long." He put Yao Jia's legs on his knees again and massaged them carefully.

Yao Jia heard a hint of complaint in Lang Yue's words, and recalled that in her previous life, when she drove Shuang Hua away, it was Lang Yue who secretly took her back to take care of her. Knowing that Lang Yue was a loyal and nostalgic man, she felt even more indebted to him.

While we are at it now, before we harm him, we might as well make some arrangements for him in advance.

He sat up and pulled up Langyue who was under the couch.

"Lang Yue, what kind of girl do you like?" Before she died in her previous life, Lang Yue should not have been married. "Tell me, I will find you a wife and let her accompany you."

Lang Yue didn't know Yao Jia would ask him this. He was speechless for a moment and looked at Yao Jia with doubts in his eyes, "...Miss, I, I..."

He wanted to say that he liked the girl, but he felt that he was not worthy. He was the person given to Yao Jia by Master Shuanghua. To put it bluntly, he was just a boring tool who could be summoned and dismissed at will. The girl asked him this, was she... testing whether he had any ulterior motives?

He knelt on the ground and expressed his loyalty: "Miss, I don't want a wife. I am satisfied to be with you. I dare not ask for more. Please don't abandon me."

With tears in his eyes, he looked so pitiful.

Yao Jia's heart trembled when she saw this. He was indeed worthy of being trained by Shuanghua. The way he pretended to be pitiful was exactly the same as Shuanghua.

I quickly squatted down and coaxed her, "You are such a fool, I didn't say I didn't want you, but I felt that you were bored here, so I wanted to buy you a house to live well, why are you crying?"

When Lang Yue heard this, he became even more fearful and felt that Yao Jia was testing him. He firmly stated that he only recognized Yao Jia and no other woman was worth his attention.

As he said this, he prepared to undress, revealing his strong body, ready to serve Yao Jia.

Seeing the young man's eager look, Yao Jia reluctantly touched the tight skin on his waist. Thinking of the scene when she and he went to Wushan together in the previous life, her heart couldn't help but be moved.

But after a moment, Yao Jia suddenly realized that she came here just to anger Nangong Xiu Lan and achieve the purpose of divorce. If he came later, she and Lang Yue would be naked and make love, which would be immoral.

The hand on Lang Yue's abdominal muscles slid to the corner of his clothes, closed his clothes, and said with a smile: "No, no, I'm really tired tonight, let's do it another day, another day."

Lang Yue was already on the verge of a fight. Yao Jia refused, and he didn't have the courage to force it on Yao Jia. He suppressed the discomfort in his body and mind, turned around, and put his clothes on Yao Jia's back.

When I turned around again, Yao Jia had already laid down on the bed with her eyes closed.

He opened the closet, took out another set of bedding, made a bed on the floor, and lay down.

Looking at the person lying not far from the bed, Yao Jia sighed and counted on his fingers.

In her previous life, there were several people besides Langyue who had had relationships with her.

However, some of those people use it to enhance their internal strength, while some, like Langyue, are good at bed skills.

The only one who was truly moved was Sanlang, whom he got by accident from Anhe. His background was investigated at the time and nothing was wrong with it.

It can be seen how deeply this person hid himself, and he knew how to attract her attention through An He.

But Yao Jia had no idea what his motives were. Now she had no choice but to wait and see who wanted her life.

Sanlang, oh Sanlang, I hope I never meet him again in this life, otherwise I will tear him into pieces!

Maybe I was thinking too much and I didn’t even know when I fell asleep.

Listening to the even breathing sounds on the couch, Lang Yue still found it difficult to suppress the unusual heat in his abdomen, so he tiptoed to the bathroom on the side.

The carved window was opened and a dark shadow jumped in. He looked around, locked onto the bed, and quickly dodged over.

Before he could quickly walk to Yao Jia, he tripped over the bed that Lang Yue had made and fell on the edge of the bed.

A loud "bang" woke Yao Jia up.

With experience from previous life, Yao Jia could keenly smell the danger.

When she turned her head, she found a man in black lying on the edge of the bed, shaking his head, and was about to turn around to look at her.