In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

This soup had just been taken out of the storage ring, and there were still tiny drops of oil floating on the surface. An ordinary person would feel a burn on the tip of their tongue if it touched the tip of their tongue.

Li Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly, and actually lowered his head to hold the jade spoon.

With his Adam's apple rolling, he swallowed the entire spoonful of hot soup without leaving a drop, without even frowning.

"How, how is it possible..."

Ye Yuhan was so surprised that her mouth opened slightly, revealing a bit of her pearly teeth between her pink lips.

She had tested the temperature of the soup herself and even blew a few more breaths of hot air on it!

"It tastes good." Li Zimo licked the corner of his lips and suddenly grabbed the back of her head, "It's just a little less sweet..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already covered her cherry lips that were slightly parted in surprise.

Ye Yuhan only felt a refreshing fragrance of snow lotus entering her mouth, mixed with the unique scent of a man, which made her heart tremble.

It turns out that the soup wasn’t cold, it was that this person wasn’t afraid of heat at all!

"Hmm..." She subconsciously pushed her hands against his chest, but felt a firm texture.

The touch made her fingertips numb, and she actually forgot what she was going to do.

Li Zimo took the opportunity to pry open her teeth, and his nimble tongue swept across her palate, causing the person in his arms to tremble slightly.

The big hand slid down the slender waist and pressed the waist lightly and not too hard.

"Ah!" Ye Yuhan gasped and arched her body, only then she realized that her gauze dress had slipped off her shoulders at some point, revealing a corner of her red bellyband with a lotus flower on it.

Suddenly, a breeze blew in from outside the window, carrying the fragrance of crabapple flowers and brushing against her exposed skin, causing a slight shiver.

"Senior, please don't..." She protested softly, but her voice was like honey, "Let's eat first..."

Li Zimo's kiss fell on her throbbing neck pulse: "I want to eat you first."

The tip of his teeth gently rubbed the tender flesh, and he heard a gasp of satisfaction.

“Ah…don’t…”

Ye Yuhan's resistance became weaker and weaker, and her fingertips instead clenched his collar.

The heat from the spiritual food on the table gradually dissipated, but the temperature between the two people was getting higher and higher.

Just as Li Zimo was untying the silk belt around her waist, there was a sudden creaking sound from the courtyard door.

Ye Yuhan woke up as if from a dream, hurriedly rolled off his legs, and tidied her clothes in a panic.

"Senior Li——"

A charming voice came from far away.

"I'm here to give you the Drunken Immortal Wine you requested...ah!"

The beauty in red froze at the door of the restaurant, the wine jug in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang", and the amber wine flowed into a stream on the green bricks.

This beauty was none other than Xiao Xiang'er, whom Li Zimo had secretly told to personally deliver the wine.

Xiao Xiang'er had specially changed her outfit today - her rouge-red, chest-length skirt was bulging with her plump snow-capped breasts, and the gold silk ribbon around her waist created a breathtaking curve. With every step she took, her peach-like buttocks would appear faintly under the gauze.

A dot of cinnabar between the eyebrows makes the almond-shaped eyes even more sparkling, and the lips are smeared with rouge with gold powder, which sparkles in the sun.

"It seems that I came at... the wrong time?"

She covered her lips and chuckled, her eyes moving between the two of them, her slender fingers unconsciously twisting the tassels at her waist.

Ye Yuhan hurriedly jumped off Li Zimo's legs, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms.

The force was irresistible, and she was almost pressed against the man's hard chest.

"Shopkeeper Xiao is joking,"

Li Zimo's fingertips entangled Ye Yuhan's scattered hair.

"Since you've brought me the Immortal Wine, why not drink it together?"

"How dare I disturb your elegant pleasure..."

Xiao Xiang'er bowed and was about to step back when she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist.

An invisible spiritual force wrapped around her waist and dragged her across the dining table.

The jade cups moved automatically without wind, steadily filling three cups of wine.

When Li Zimo raised his glass, his other hand was still wandering around Ye Yuhan's waist unscrupulously, and the outline of his slender fingers could be seen through the veil.

"Master Zimo!"

Ye Yuhan pressed down the rebellious hand in shame and anger, but he turned around and interlocked his fingers with hers, raised them to his lips and bit them lightly.

The tingling sensation from her fingertips made her tremble all over, and a few drops of wine spilled from the glass and landed on the hollow of her collarbone.

Li Zimo's eyes suddenly darkened, and he lowered his head to lick the drop of wine.

Ye Yuhan screamed "Ah!" and in panic she saw Xiao Xiang'er across from her picking up a piece of bamboo shoots, but her chopsticks were shaking so badly that she failed to pick up the bamboo shoots after three attempts.

"Shopkeeper Xiao is very hungry?"

Li Zimo suddenly asked, his lips still on the side of Ye Yuhan's neck.

Xiao Xiang'er's hand trembled, and the bamboo shoots finally fell back onto the plate: "I, I..."

Before he could finish his words, a suppressed moan came from the other side.

Li Zimo had untied Ye Yuhan's corset at some point, and his palm was rubbing her exposed slender waist.

Xiao Xiang'er saw it clearly - the girl was so embarrassed that tears welled up in her eyes, but her body honestly pressed closer to the man's arms.

"This roasted dragon liver dish should be eaten while it's hot."

As Li Zimo spoke, he passed the chopsticks to Ye Yuhan's lips, but his other hand slipped into her loose collar.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes wide when she put the food in her mouth, obviously some sensitive part of her body was being touched.

Xiao Xiang'er unconsciously pressed her legs together.

She should have refrained from looking at anything inappropriate, but the girl's aroused look was just...too alluring.

Her cheeks were flushed as if she was drunk, her pearly teeth lightly bit her lower lip, and occasionally she let out a few whimpers like a kitten.

What was even more outrageous was Li Zimo. Although he was doing such a reckless thing, he was still discussing the year of Zuixianjiu with her seriously.

"Why isn't Shopkeeper Xiao eating?"

Li Zimo suddenly raised his eyes and caught her stealing glance.

Xiao Xiang'er hurriedly lowered her head, only to find that the food on the plate had been stabbed into pieces by her without her knowing when.

Just as he was about to explain, he heard a loud noise from the opposite side - Li Zimo actually stood up holding the half-dressed Ye Yuhan horizontally!

"Excuse me for a moment."

He nodded politely, as if he was just going to add another dish instead of carrying a beautiful woman with misty eyes into the inner room.

The sound of the swaying bead curtain had not yet ceased when the first delicate cry was heard from the inner room.

The sound was like a small hook, and the jade chopsticks in Xiao Xiang'er's hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

Then came the second and third tones...

Gradually, it formed a blushing rhythm, interspersed with the ambiguous sound of flesh colliding.

Xiao Xiang'er's legs were so weak that she could hardly sit still.

Her mind told her to leave immediately, but her body felt like it was nailed to the chair.

Even more terrifying was that she discovered she was actually counting the beats—after each long moan, the girl would take about three breaths before a new round of crying would begin...

"Ah... Master Zimo... go slower..."

The sudden and high-pitched moan startled Xiao Xiang'er so much that she knocked over her wine glass.

This call of "Master Zimo" was tortuous and completely different from the shy and angry address he had just given during the banquet.

The noises in the inner room became more and more outrageous, and finally even the creaking of the shaking bed could be clearly heard.

Xiao Xiang'er finally broke down and covered her ears, but she couldn't block out the images that emerged in her mind.

She suddenly realized that the bead curtain had never been completely closed from the beginning to the end.

A gap.

Meeting her gaze.

As the bead curtain swayed, the gap was like a forbidden wound, piercing Xiao Xiang'er's sight clearly.

“No…I can’t look…”

She pinched her thighs tightly, but her peach-colored nails had already sunk deep into the fabric of her skirt.

The noises coming from the inner room became more and more outrageous—the crisp sound of pearls and jade clashing mixed with the rustling of brocade, and occasionally one or two crying voices of "Master Zimo".

Xiao Xiang'er suddenly realized that she was unconsciously closing her legs.

Through the gap in the beaded curtain, a corner of the embroidered bed could be vaguely seen. A pair of snow-white legs were swaying to the rhythm, with the toes stretched straight.

"That girl actually..."

Her throat tightened as she watched helplessly as the jade foot suddenly spasmed and arched, with all ten toes curled up like petals.

As the owner of Tianxianglou, she naturally understood what this meant.