Live fortune telling: Sending a top star to prison right from the start.

Lu Rou grabbed her clothes to wear after showering and was about to turn around and go to the bathroom when Jun Yan called her back.

She placed the clothes she was carrying beside the bed and walked towards him: "What's wrong?"

"I want to braid your hair," Jun Yan said in a deep voice, with an irresistible allure. "Sit down."

Lu Rou was slightly taken aback, then smiled sweetly and nodded gently.

She joked, "If you don't do it right, I'm going to complain about you."

"It will definitely satisfy Miss Lu."

Lu Rou sat on the dressing chair, and Jun Yan stood behind her, taking off the string of Buddhist beads she always wore from her wrist and giving it to her.

Lu Rou naturally accepted it. For the first time, she looked at it carefully. The string of Buddhist beads on his wrist blended with the natural aura of majesty he exuded.

When he slightly raised his hand, the prayer beads swayed gently, as if an invisible force was spreading through the air.

Now, upon closer inspection, the deep, dark color resembles a still pool at night, profound and mysterious. Each bead is full and round, as if it has absorbed the essence of time and the spirit of heaven and earth.

The patterns on the prayer beads resemble naturally drawn mountain and river veins, ancient and vigorous, and seem to contain mysterious Sanskrit mantras, silently conveying profound Zen meaning.

Its texture is delicate and solid, and it feels warm to the touch. The warm and smooth feeling is like that of fine mutton fat jade, but it has a more restrained and calm temperament than jade.

Jun Yan's slender fingers deftly moved through the strands of hair, gradually smoothing it out, before awkwardly gathering it up.

"Did it hurt you?"

Lu Rou fiddled with the Buddhist prayer beads in her hand and replied, "No."

After Junyan finished making a bun, Lu Rou put a hair tie on his head and said, "Here you go."

Buddhist prayer beads.

Lu Rou didn't understand why, but she still gave it to him.

Junyan used Buddhist prayer beads as rubber bands to secure her hair, with each bead wrapped around the hair tie.

Is he serious?

That's a huge waste of talent.

He constantly adjusted the tightness of his hair and the shape of the bun to ensure it was both secure and comfortable.

According to Buddhist teachings, everything has its cause and effect. Looking at the man's serious expression in the mirror, Lu Rou felt a ripple in her heart.

"Alright." Jun Yan looked in the mirror, their gazes meeting, intense and passionate.

Lu Rou raised her hand to touch her neatly tied hair, then turned to face Jun Yan: "Not bad, I'm very satisfied." She said softly, her voice carrying a hint of allure.

Jun Yan's eyes darkened slightly as he suppressed the tremor in his heart and gently patted her shoulder.

"Go on, take a nice bath."

Lu Rou's lips unconsciously curled up as she went straight into the bathroom, completely unaware that her clothes were still left by the bed.

Hot water poured from the showerhead, enveloping her in warmth. She hummed a tuneless little tune, enjoying the comfort.

When she finished showering and reached for a towel to dry herself, her eyes instinctively glanced at where her clothes were, and she was startled to realize something.

I forgot to bring my clothes in!

The clothes I took off were already soaking wet, so it was impossible for me to wear them outside.

The image of the pile of clothes beside the bed flashed into her mind instantly. No, how could she have been so careless?

Biting her lip, she stood in the bathroom, feeling somewhat lost. The towel could cover her lower body but not her upper body.

If we don't go out, are we just going to stay here forever?

After hesitating for a long time, she finally called out helplessly to the door, "Junyan, Junyan, um... could you get me my clothes? They're by the bed."

Her voice was filled with embarrassment and shyness, and her cheeks were slightly flushed with embarrassment.

Jun Yan was taken aback when he heard Lu Rou's call, then replied, "Okay, wait."

When he saw the clothes by the bed, his face instantly flushed, and his heart involuntarily quickened.

His gaze lingered on the black lace undergarment for a moment, and some inappropriate thoughts flashed through his mind. He quickly shook his head to dispel these thoughts, picked it up, and headed for the bathroom.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, trying to keep his voice steady and gentle: "I've brought the clothes." But his tone was still a little hoarse.

As he waited for Lu Rou to open the door, his mind wandered involuntarily, but he quickly restrained his thoughts and secretly scolded himself for losing his composure.

The door slowly opened a crack, and a slender hand reached out. Jun Yan quickly handed over the clothes, and when his gaze fell on that snow-white arm, his heart stirred again.

He coughed lightly, trying to hide his panic, and said, "Don't be so careless next time."

Having received the clothes, Lu Rou didn't notice his odd behavior and casually murmured, "Okay, okay."

After closing the door, Junyan leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and calmed his somewhat disordered breathing.

When she came out of the bathroom after changing her clothes, she saw Junyan calmly packing their luggage.

He focused intently on folding the clothes, neatly placing them one by one into the box with practiced ease.

His expression was serious and focused, and a few strands of hair hanging down his forehead added to his gentle demeanor.

She discovered that he had organized all her small belongings in an orderly manner, and even her usual skincare products were arranged neatly in order.

Lu Rou couldn't help but smile, walked over and squatted down in front of him, teasingly saying, "Oh, our Boss Jun is so virtuous."

Jun Yan looked up, meeting her bright eyes, and a thought crossed his mind: "So, Miss Lu, what reward do you have in store?"

Lu Rou gently punched his shoulder: "Well, you really don't hide your intentions at all."

Jun Yan grasped her hand: "Is there anything wrong with me seeking benefits for myself? Or is it that I can have whatever I want?"

"You're dreaming. You can't just think whatever you want."

She got up, but Jun Yan pulled her to the sofa where he was sitting, and then leaned in on her.

Lu Rou's heart skipped a beat, and she stammered, "What...what are you going to do? I'm telling you, don't do anything reckless."

Jun Yan whispered in her ear, "I'm going to have a sweet dream now." Then he began to gently nibble on Lu Rou's fair and slender neck.

The warm breath sprayed on her skin, causing a slight itch. Lu Rou's body tensed instantly, as if an electric current had spread from the point of being kissed throughout her body, making every nerve sensitive and alert.

Her breathing quickened involuntarily: "Be gentle, don't leave any marks." Her chest rose and fell slightly with her breathing, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Jun Yan took a moment to reply to her: "I'll try my best."

His breath was hot, spraying onto Lu Rou's neck, bringing waves of tingling and slight itching.

The man's gaze had become dark and deep as he stared at her. He closed his eyes, lowered his head, and kissed her luscious lips.

"My baby is so sweet."

Lu Rou's cheeks quickly flushed red, as if a fire was burning in her heart and then spreading to her entire face, hot and burning.

Her eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a dreamy and intoxicated look. Her originally clear eyes gradually became misty, making her look even more charming.

"Junyan, um..."

She let out a soft moan, a sound that seemed both coquettish and irrepressible joy, and was particularly alluring in the quiet air.

The man's pupils were tinged with the burning flames of desire, his eyes shimmering with a reddish hue, and his voice was gentle yet husky.

"May I?"