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In the luxurious bedroom on the third floor of Qingxingyuan.
Luo Yuheng, who was afraid of his own personality, huddled under the covers, trembling.
When Li Chang'an returned after finishing his work, her anxious heart finally settled down.
"Li Lang, you're finally back."
"I think I just sensed the beginnings of karmic fire."
Fearing someone's personality has its advantages; they simply dare not refuse any of Li Chang'an's requests.
Just when Li Chang'an thought that the Fearful Personality was the pinnacle of bullying Luo Yuheng, the next Personality the following day opened Li Chang'an's eyes.
The next day, early in the morning.
Li Chang'an felt something wet and soft brushing against his face, making it impossible for him to fall asleep peacefully.
He opened his eyes in a daze, and Luo Yuheng's stunningly beautiful face was right in front of him.
Her eyes were filled with affection, subtly... his cheeks, neck, and lips.
"Yu Heng?"
Li Chang'an had never seen Luo Yuheng so proactive before, not at all aloof, just like a couple who had been together for many years.
Looking back at Luo Yuheng's past image, Li Chang'an simply couldn't equate the woman in front of him, caught up in lust, with the arrogant Grand Preceptor of Dafeng.
Luo Yuheng pursed her lips and chuckled, "These past few days... Li Lang, you've been amazing."
Holy crap... I feel like I'm possessed by a fragrant aura...
Luo Yuheng's two snow-white arms emerged from under the covers, hooking around his neck, and she said in a sweet voice:
“Li Lang worked quite hard, but he also went to see Li Miaozhen before coming to me.”
"Today, Yuheng will have all of you."
Is this skill in using cheesy pickup lines something divinely ordained?
A personality driven by desire?
Among the seven emotions, there is also a "joy" personality, which is also a positive emotion.
Which one is it?
Li Chang'an certainly wouldn't refuse a woman of unparalleled beauty...
"Yuheng, want to rest for a bit? Or have something to eat?"
"With our cultivation levels, we no longer need to eat."
"Woman, you are playing with fire."
“Li Lang…%￥#@* (He’s delirious and talking nonsense).”
"Okay, I understand."
"Ah! (voice cracks)"
"It's dawn."
At one point, Li Chang'an peeked out from under the covers and saw that it was bright daylight outside the window.
After daybreak, the personality shifts, and the desire personality leaves.
She sat up, clutching the blanket, her eyes filled with shyness.
Li Chang'an felt like he was opening a blind box; what would it be this time?
The Chinese teacher's stunning beauty was captivating; today, she resembled a lilac blossom in the morning mist, tinged with a faint melancholy.
"woke up?"
Luo Yuheng smiled, rested her head on his shoulder, and whispered:
"Don't move. I want to lean against you like this. It makes me feel more at ease."
As she spoke, she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like fans.
"Yuheng, I need to deal with the dragon energy matter first. I'll come and keep you company later."
Disappointment flashed in Luo Yuheng's eyes, then she opened her mouth slightly and said, "Li Lang, be careful. Just do your best regarding the dragon aura."
……
Yongzhou City, Liubo Gambling Den.
With a string of candied hawthorns dangling from his mouth, Miao Youfang strolled into the gambling den with an air of nonchalance. He was plain-looking, with dark skin and bright, piercing eyes, giving him an impression of being lean and shrewd.
But it lacks the glibness of a commoner; it possesses a sharp temperament and a dignified demeanor.
After looking around, Miao Youfang walked towards the table where the dice were being shaken.
He came to the gambling den for two reasons: first, to see the gambling den owner, Liu Lang.
Second: I'm running out of money, so I'm here to earn some travel expenses.
The dice player shouted, "Place your bets!"
The gamblers at the table placed their bets, their eyes glued to the dice cup, excitedly shouting "Big" or "Small".
Miao Youfang's ears twitched slightly, and he realized that the dice in the dice cup had been tampered with.
That's how gambling dens are. They're in business; they can't rely entirely on luck. They'll all cheat a little, more or less.
But it doesn't matter, no matter how the gambling den cheats, he won't lose.
This is based on experience gained from many previous experiences.
About a month ago, Miao Youfang noticed that his luck had suddenly improved.
Wherever he went, he had good opportunities. At first, even the young ladies from wealthy families in his hometown were inexplicably infatuated with him.
But Miao Youfang was an idealistic young man who resolutely rejected the rich heiress's advances and continued his journey of traveling the world.
During his travels, he made friends with chivalrous heroes, received guidance from kind and wise elders, and was favored by fairies from all walks of life.
During a revelry with his friends, Miao Youfang inadvertently lost his virginity to a courtesan. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, he knew he was destined to give his virginity to his future wife.
So he vowed never to drink again.
Then, the next day, he slept with the courtesan again.
The good times didn't last long. When Miao Youfang was traveling in Qingzhou, he encountered a group of masters. Unlike in the past when he would befriend any masters he met, this group of people were strange and would start fighting at the slightest disagreement.
Fortunately, several of his friends happened to pass by and helped him. With his own skills and abilities, he managed to escape, albeit narrowly.
Afterwards, through a series of coincidences and good fortune, he successfully evaded the pursuit of that group and arrived in Yongzhou.
He won four hundred taels of silver in just two incense sticks' time at the gambling den, and the money piled up in front of him was plentiful.
When he won six hundred taels, a burly man who was guarding the gambling den came over and said in a deep voice, "Brother, our boss wants to see you."
Miao Youfang glanced at him, nodded expressionlessly, put away the loose silver and silver ingots in front of him, picked up the bulging wallet in his hand, and said:
"lead the way!"
Chapter 410 Miao Youfang, a young man from the streets! Luo Yuheng makes a desperate confession!
Miao Youfang followed the burly man to the stairs on the right side of the gambling hall and went up to the second floor.
The burly man stopped in front of a private room and knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
A deep, resonant voice, unique to middle-aged men, came from inside.
The burly man pushed open the door, stood still, and gestured for Miao Youfang to come inside.
The room was elegantly decorated, with a display shelf on the east side displaying porcelain vases, jade artifacts, and other antique treasures. The south walls were covered with calligraphy and paintings by famous artists.
On the east side, there was a soft couch with a tea table in the middle. A robust middle-aged man sat beside the tea table, dressed in a blue robe embroidered with cloud patterns, exuding an air of refined elegance and wealth. However, his demeanor was sharp and powerful, with the physique of a martial artist that supported his robe.
It seemed rather incongruous.
He was holding a purple clay teapot, pouring steaming tea into a cup. He picked up the cup, took a sip, and slowly looked at Miao Youfang.
"May I ask your esteemed name?"
"Miao Youfang".
The middle-aged man nodded: "You can call me Second Master, that's what my friends in the underworld call me."
He paused, then asked, "Which part of Yongzhou is it?"
Miao Youfang did not answer, but asked directly, "What does Second Master want with me?"
The middle-aged man wasn't angry; he said calmly:
"You've won quite a bit, so know when to quit while you're ahead. Don't come to my gambling den again. If you agree, we can be friends."
If you run into trouble in Yongzhou City, you can mention my name. I still have that much influence with you.
Actually, it was just to coax him. While a figure like Second Master might seem remarkable to ordinary people, in the eyes of real gangs and families, he was just a big scoundrel.
He had some money, supported a dozen or so people, and had business dealings with certain government officials.