It would have been impossible to feel not a flicker of desire when faced with a sultry, sensual beauty like Xue Lingjun. Hu Xiaotian was no real eunuch, after all, though his self-control was quite impressive. Since he could not hide the lust in his heart, he might as well display it more brazenly. He did not move away; in truth, there was nowhere to retreat inside the cramped carriage. He let Xue Lingjun's alluring body nestle against him, his gaze slipping through her open neckline to the snowy, delicate skin of her chest, where he could just make out its rounded curves.
Xue Lingjun considered herself something of an expert on men, yet she simply could not see through this young fellow. Chiefly, Jian Ping's earlier remarks had planted a preconceived notion in her mind. She trusted Jian Ping implicitly; Jian Ping could not possibly have deceived her. That was precisely why she found him so baffling. Judging solely by Hu Xiaotian's behavior, he was unquestionably a normal man, and an old hand at dallying with women at that. Yet the brat was far too shrewd, and hid his secrets far too deeply.
Though Hu Xiaotian had a beauty at his side, he had not let her bewitch him. Outwardly, he wore a cheerful smile, but he was actually listening closely to the sounds outside. Six riders accompanied the carriage: the four escorting Xue Lingjun, plus Liang Yinghao and Tang Tiexin. The skilled fighters he had encountered at the Hundred Flavors Restaurant did not appear to have followed them.
Xue Lingjun leaned close to his ear, her breath fragrant as orchids. "Do you know why I came to Western Sichuan?"
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Hu Xiaotian smiled. "Didn't you already tell me, Sister Jun? You came specifically to travel and