Chap 3
809 Words
I swear, this is absolutely not the true nature of a lady like me.
Are you kidding me? How could a noble lady like myself get a nosebleed so easily?
After years of studying fine arts, what kind of nude models haven’t I seen?
And now, just fantasizing a little, and my nose is already bleeding uncontrollably?
It must be because I’ve been soaking in water too long—my endurance has dropped!
Yes, that’s definitely the reason. Without a doubt.
“Ha ha…” Accompanied by a carefree laugh, the long-legged handsome man was lying gracefully on a tree branch, his wide cloak fluttering in the wind like a butterfly dancing freely in the air, swirling with a few bright red maple leaves, forming a breathtaking scene.
While I stared dumbfounded, nosebleed flowing, that big butterfly lightly landed in front of me.
Lying on the ground covered in fallen leaves, I looked up at him with blood streaming from my nose.
His face was like a painting, flawless in every way.
His seductive phoenix eyes squinted slightly, with a faint blush dusting his fair cheeks.
His jet-black hair was loosely tied up behind his head, with a few strands falling by his face, adding to his allure.
His lips, bright red and irresistibly charming, stood out starkly against the long green cloak he wore, outlining a figure both enchanting and sensual.
The collar of his cloak was wide open, the inner garment slightly parted.
Under the sunlight, his skin was smooth and glossy like mutton-fat jade, and a jade belt hung loosely around his waist.
His long legs, partially visible beneath the hem of his robe, were teased by the autumn wind. The fluttering hem and dangling belt brushed gently against his legs, adding a wild and unrestrained charm.
I took a deep breath. This man’s aura was truly too bewitching—like a blooming poppy, deadly yet impossible to resist.
The corners of his mouth curled up, looking at me with interest. The teasing glint in his narrowed eyes was impossible to ignore.
However, even with a gorgeous man in front of me, he couldn’t quench my thirst. I struggled to move my dry lips and squeezed out a single word from my parched throat: “Water…”
The long-legged beauty took light steps toward me.
My nosebleed got worse—because this man wasn’t wearing pants.
Under that cloak were two bare legs, and I was lying on the ground, in the perfect position for a peek.
So, driven by curiosity and my deep devotion to the arts, every step he took, my eyes couldn’t help but sneak a glance under his cloak, hoping to see a bit more...
Cough cough, I was disappointed. This handsome man had impeccable self-control.
After all that peeking, I didn’t even catch a glimpse of his underwear, let alone anything deeper or more substantial.
Swoosh… swoosh…
At some point, he suddenly had a gourd-shaped water flask in hand. He pulled off the cap and tilted it toward my face.
Rain during a drought! I quickly opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and eagerly tried to catch the sweet drops of water.
Cough cough cough!
I didn’t expect to be met with a coughing fit! What he poured wasn’t water at all—it was wine!
The strong liquor, mixed with the nosebleed, hit my throat like a storm, making me cough so hard my eyes nearly watered.
“Ha ha ha!” The long-legged beauty above me burst into loud, gleeful laughter.
“Cough, cough, cough cough!” I was furious!
I tried to open my mouth to scold him, but just as I did, he poured more wine in, making me choke even harder.
I had no choice but to shut my mouth, close my eyes, and turn my head to avoid the oncoming wine.
“Ha ha ha!” Seeing me dodge only made him laugh even louder, utterly delighted.
Now I was really mad!
At first, I thought he was good-looking, and if he gave me some water, I might have forgiven him for throwing a rock at me earlier.
But this seductive jerk just kept going further, even teasing me like this.
Hmph! Do I look like someone easy to mess with?
It’s just wine, right? Fine, I’ll drink it! Who’s afraid of who?
Drink it like it’s plain water.
With that thought, I stopped dodging.
I raised my head, stared straight at him, then opened my mouth wide and drank the wine he poured.
When he saw the change in my expression, he paused, and his laughter gradually faded as he stopped pouring.
He just silently looked at me.
I swallowed the wine in one gulp, then deliberately licked the traces from my lips and pretended to be dissatisfied: “Hmm, nice wine!”
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