"Hello."
The ant shuddered, startled, and spilled the water from the cup all over the floor.
He turned around and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you needed to use the lounge."
He was about to put the cup down when he said that.
Luan Yenan frowned: "You don't need the cup anymore, you can leave."
The ant, feeling as if it had been granted a pardon, quickly took its cup and headed out of the room.
"What are you doing!"
They hadn't even taken a few steps.
The ant was startled again, and lost its grip on the cup, spilling half of it again.
"I, I..." The ant turned around, making it even harder to explain.
Even though Luan Yenan heard the voice was eight octaves higher than usual, he still recognized it easily.
She walked to the door, leaned against the doorframe, and smiled at the person outside who was throwing a tantrum: "You've come?"
Wearing a white casual shirt and white casual suit pants, with a white tie at the collar, she carried a vase filled with seven-colored flowers.
What surprised Luan Yenan even more was the butterfly ear clips on her ears.
Zuo Baixuan appeared before her with full makeup on.
That's how she walked, under everyone's gaze, across half the campus, into the activity center, and, posing as "Luan Yenan's wife," inquired about the location of the lounge before coming to him.
A smile appeared on Luan Yenan's lips.
Zuo Baixuan tossed her makeup bag and vase to Luan Yenan, shoved her through the door, and ended her standoff with the ants.
"You don't need to be in such a hurry, do you?" Luan Yenan said with a smile.
"What are you saying!" Zuo Baixuan locked the door, her ears turning red, but she remained relatively calm.
Luan Yenan picked up her makeup bag: "I meant there's no need to rush with your makeup. It'll be my turn last."
Zuo Baixuan looked at Luan Yenan and knew that her smiling eyes didn't mean that at all.
"Don't drink any of the beverages that Ma Yongyu brings," Zuo Baixuan solemnly reminded her.
Ant.
Ma Yongyu.
"I'm not that careless; I won't use a water glass that's out of my sight again."
After Luan Yenan finished speaking, he took Zuo Baixuan's hand.
"So what are you here for?"
Knowing she couldn't break free, Zuo Baixuan waved her hand dismissively and replied, "Can't you tell? I brought you flowers, aren't they pretty?"
Luan Yenan put the vase down.
Even though he knew he bought the flowers and the vase was from the Luan family villa, he still whispered in Zuo Baixuan's ear, "It's beautiful."
Zuo Baixuan felt a tickle in her ear and quickly moved away, taking her makeup bag with her hand: "Come sit down, I'm here to do your makeup."
"Really? What a pity. I thought you were here to help me get rid of all those women." Luan Yennan walked up to Zuo Baixuan and said deliberately.
"Yes, yes, not only do I have to drive away the beauties, but I also have to assert my dominance and keep them away from you. How about that, are you satisfied?" Zuo Baixuan continued to give perfunctory answers.
Luan Yenan nodded as he looked at Zuo Baixuan's completely businesslike smile.
"Satisfied." Even if it's just a perfunctory response, I'm still satisfied.
"If you're satisfied, that's good. After all, I'm the best service provider. Close your eyes," Zuo Baixuan commanded, taking advantage of her status as a makeup artist.
Luan Yenan did not immediately obey the order, but instead pulled Zuo Baixuan's arm and pushed her in front of him.
Zuo Baixuan immediately lost control and fell into Luan Yenan's arms.
It's that situation again.
Zuo Baixuan unconsciously met Luan Yenan's gaze.
She didn't know when it started, but Zuo Baixuan couldn't avoid this gaze.
"Close your eyes." Zuo Baixuan simply stopped avoiding his gaze.
Instead, he asked Luan Yenan to end the eye contact himself.
That domineering and arrogant demeanor.
Luan Yenan took another deep look, raised the corners of his mouth, and closed his eyes.
"I told you to close your eyes, not to pout. I wasn't going to kiss you," Zuo Baixuan muttered.
"Then what are you going to do?" Luan Yenan opened his eyes again after only two seconds of closing them, and his gaze began to wander unscrupulously over Zuo Baixuan's face once more.
Zuo Baixuan took out a makeup primer: "Makeup."
"How about I start with lipstick?" Luan Yenan asked with a smile.
Zuo Baixuan's gaze unconsciously shifted to Luan Yenan's lips: "What shade do you want?"
"What shade are you using? I think it looks great." Luan Yennan stared at Zuo Baixuan's lips, memorizing every single lip line.
Before Zuo Baixuan could react, Luan Yenan had already kissed her.
It's like a giant trap, gently swallowing the little white rabbit that falls into it.
The little white rabbit barely struggled.
This wasn't the first time she had fallen into a trap.
They even start responding unconsciously.
Luan Yenan used his waist and abdomen to lift Zuo Baixuan up and place her directly on the dressing table.
The vase on the table wobbled and made a rattling sound.
Snap—
I didn't hold my makeup bag properly and it fell.
Cosmetics were scattered all over the floor.
But no one cared whether these cosmetics were safe or not.
They were intently stealing each other's breath.
Zuo Baixuan was unwilling to admit defeat, but she was defeated by the strong vodka delivered by the soft tongue. She had no strength left and could only support herself by hooking her arms around Luan Yenan's neck.
Then, it felt like falling into an ocean of vodka.
A powerful surge of pheromones swept in from all directions.
Danger!
Zuo Baixuan's hands tightened, and a sense of vigilance rose in her heart.
She opened her eyes, bit her tongue hard, and Luan Yenan shrank his neck in pain before forcefully pushing her away.
Luan Yenan also opened his eyes and looked at her with a look of surprise on his face.
Zuo Baixuan braced herself with her hands, creating distance between herself and Luan Yenan.
Yes, it's not an illusion.
A large amount of concentrated and uncontrolled pheromones were flowing out from the back of Luan Yenan's neck.
"You...you're in your most vulnerable period!" Zuo Baixuan stepped down from the dressing table, her legs went weak, and she lost the strength to run away.
Luan Yenan lifted her up with his strong arms, his eyes bloodshot.
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Chapter 57
Luan Yenan lifted Zuo Baixuan up with one hand.
Although it was because Zuo Baixuan was weak and almost fell when she got off the dressing table, Luan Yenan subconsciously grabbed her hand.
But when I put my hand down, I realized I had used too much force.
His already fair skin turned even paler from being pinched.
It's like picking up a helpless little rabbit.
Zuo Baixuan kept her head down, and Luan Yenan couldn't see her expression, but he could imagine that she must have had the same panic he felt when he first transmigrated.
Because the vodka was spreading through the air beyond Luan Yenan's control, the scene was even more chaotic than when he first transmigrated.
Almost simultaneously, the highly matched Omega pheromones were dragged out by the Alpha pheromones as soon as they caught a trace of them.
The pheromones tugged at each other in the air, eventually settling into a harmonious coexistence, like adding vanilla extract to strong vodka, the flavor quickly spreading.
In Luan Yenan's eyes, Zuo Baixuan, fully dressed, was even more alluring than that night.
She wanted to destroy her, crumple her up, flatten her, and crumple her up again. The urge to destroy swirled in her chest, ready to burst forth. She felt like a werewolf seeing the moon, transforming uncontrollably.
But when she saw Zuo Baixuan's innocent expression, she managed to control herself. She couldn't really scare the innocent girl; she couldn't really become the kind of person she despised.
As Luan Yenan swallowed, he tasted the sweet vanilla in his mouth. His heart calmed down, but the back of his neck was still pounding.
The vodka surged again, completely filling the entire lounge.
Tag her.
Tag her!