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Lu Qing, who was locked in Yu Mingchuan's arms, glared fiercely at Xue Yan. In the end, that guy laughed even more happily and winked at Yu Mingchuan.

"Stop messing around, come drink with me."

A cup of dark red wine was placed next to Lu Qing's mouth.

Lu Qing bit her lips and took a sip anyway. It was slightly sour and sweet, but the taste was not bad.

"Like it?"

A low voice entered her ears, causing Lu Qing to flinch slightly. She wasn't used to being so close to him in front of so many people.

Perhaps because she didn't answer, the wine cup left her mouth.

Lu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly the world spun around her. She was half lying in Yu Mingchuan's arms, and before she could push him away, her devilish face was pressed down.

This was the first time he kissed her. Warm wine was slowly flowing from his mouth into hers, carrying along with it his breath. It was like a tsunami.

The entire Commandant Manor was deathly silent.

Only Lu Qing's barely audible swallowing and moaning could be heard.

It was only when she had swallowed all the wine, tasted the taste of his tongue, and felt the hand around her neck that she finally relaxed a little.

Lu Qing gasped for breath as she watched those blood-red lips leave her. The flickering flame made it impossible for her to see his expression clearly, but his pair of bright eyes were clearly filled with an intense desire for possession.

The sound of footsteps could be heard as Yang Jin walked out of the manor without even looking back.

Zhang Cheng smiled at Xue Yan and staggered out.

Soon, the others said their goodbyes as well and left Commandant Manor with each other.

Xue Yan, who sat opposite Yu Mingchuan, had a pair of eyes that seemed to grow on the wine cup in his hands.

"Brother Mingchuan, I've finally experienced it. I'm impressed." At this moment, Xue Yan had an indescribable feeling in his heart. When he saw that his good brother and his new wife had such a deep love for each other, he should have been happy, but … He remembered the night before the Yumen Entrance.

Putting down the wine cup, Xue Yan left the Wu Steel Manor in a hurry. Looking at his footsteps, he didn't look like a drunk person at all.

Faang Jiming waved his hand and Yu Mingchuan's guards instantly dispersed.

Yu Mingchuan and Lu Qing, who was in his arms, were the only ones left in the courtyard.

"Yu Mingchuan, I want to take a bath."

Bathed in the warm water, Lu Qing leaned against Yu Mingchuan's chest without moving, allowing his hands to rub all over her body, not letting go even the most private parts of her body.

She didn't understand.

He didn't understand what Yu Mingchuan was thinking about her. She had already accepted the fact that he was a pet, but he kissed her just now.

No one would treat their pet this way, unless... Abnormal.

Yu Mingchuan didn't explain. As usual, he washed her, then himself as well. The two of them put on the identical linen robes and slept together.

Lu Qing was unable to sleep.

Her heart was in a mess. No matter who lost their first kiss, they would not be as calm as a pig and fall asleep immediately.

She laid in Yu Mingchuan's embrace, not knowing if he was asleep or not. Lu Qing did not want to turn around and look, so she did not dare to face him. She even started to wonder if he was gay …

As the fourth day passed, Lu Qing's stomach ached as she felt something sticky underneath.

When she got up and lit the candles, Lu Qing lifted the quilt and saw the dark red patch on the bed.

Lu Qing wanted to cry when her aunt, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, actually came to visit, because she had never been here before. Of course, she had never thought about the sanitary towel.

Yu Mingchuan stared at the dark red ball on the bed with a storm in his eyes. Even his face had turned pale.