Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

So, amidst the astonishment, bewilderment, and heartbroken gazes of many men and women, before the song had even ended, Leng Yulai took Lu Jun's hand, and the two, like lovers eloping, rushed out of the noisy Starry Sea Hall, completely leaving behind the music and clamor.

They ran down the quiet corridor, their footsteps echoing on the metal floor, heading straight for the fourth floor.

They stopped in front of Lu Jun's luxury cabin, and the two looked at each other, both panting. Then Leng Yulai couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This feeling of shedding all identities and constraints, and acting solely on instinct and impulse, is a unique and captivating freedom and exhilaration for someone with her personality.

After having a few drinks, they ran hand in hand in the cool night breeze. This romance, tinged with rebellion and a touch of violence, made her feel happier than ever before.

Their hands remained tightly clasped, as if neither wanted to let go first.

Lu Jun swiped his access card to open the hatch and they went inside side by side.

Upon entering the cabin, Leng Yulai curiously looked around at the interior.

Spacious interior, exquisite decor, complete facilities, and panoramic windows with excellent views…

All of this underscores the residents' extraordinary status and privileges.

"The benefits are really good."

She couldn't help but sigh, her tone tinged with genuine envy.

"That's not."

Lu Jun smiled, turned around and closed the door, completely isolating himself from the outside world.

He walked to the small bar in the corner of the room, skillfully opened a bottle of red wine that looked expensive, and the rich aroma of the wine immediately filled the air.

He poured the crimson wine into two crystal-clear stemmed glasses and presented them to Leng Yulai, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Beautiful lady." He handed her one of the glasses and sat down beside her. "No one will bother us with our drinking pleasure here anymore. We didn't get enough before, shall we have some more now?"

Leng Yulai tilted her head back, revealing her beautifully shaped, fair neck, and accepted the wine glass with a charming smile on her gorgeous face.

The two wine glasses clinked gently again, producing a crisp sound.

Leng Yulai parted her red lips slightly and took a sip of the wine. The vibrant color stained her lips, making them appear even more delicate and tempting.

"Aren't you afraid..." Lu Jun leaned forward slightly, a half-smile on his face, his gaze deep as he looked down at her, his tone carrying a dangerous ambiguity, "Did I drug your drink?"

An invisible yet oppressive aura enveloped him as he approached.

Leng Yulai felt her heart pounding faster involuntarily, her breath hitched slightly, and she had the illusion of being stared at by a wild beast, causing a wave of panic to wash over her.

But her inherent stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat allowed her to force herself to remain calm, meeting Lu Jun's gaze without flinching, her face blossoming into an even more alluring and seductive smile, even carrying a hint of provocation:
"Drugs... of course I'm scared."

She paused deliberately, her beautiful eyes looking directly at Lu Jun, her red lips slightly parted.

"What I'm afraid of is... even if you drugged me, you won't dare to actually eat me."

This is blatant contempt.

Lu Jun's eyes instantly turned deep. Without any hesitation, he leaned forward and enveloped Leng Yulai, instantly shortening the distance between them to the extreme.

They could almost feel the heat emanating from each other's bodies. Especially her high, full breasts, which seemed to brush against his chest almost imperceptibly, sending a shiver down his spine.

Lu Jun lowered his head, and Leng Yulai was forced to look up. Their eyes met at an extremely close distance, their noses almost touching, and they could clearly feel each other's hot breaths.

"Are you provoking me?"

Lu Jun's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a suppressed desire. He spoke softly, his breath brushing against her lips.

“I’m a normal man, not… a eunuch.”

Lu Jun's fervent declaration was like a spark thrown into dry tinder, instantly igniting the already restless atmosphere.

A wave of intense, masculine heat swept over me, carrying an undeniable aggressiveness.

Leng Yulai felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, then suddenly released, and began to beat violently and uncontrollably, pounding against her chest with a drum-like sound.

Her breathing quickened instantly, and her full breasts rose and fell, outlining a breathtaking arc.

Leng Yulai's red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end only a very soft breath with a trembling tone escaped, all words were swallowed up in the prelude to the coming storm.

Lu Jun's face slowly moved down, not directly kissing those alluring lips, but rather rubbing lightly along the curve of her burning cheeks, sliding down.

His nose brushed against her delicate skin, sending shivers of tingling pleasure through her.

Lu Jun took a deep breath, as if trying to capture all the unique and alluring fragrance emanating from her.

When he raised his eyes again and looked down, his gaze fell on the black bra strap that was faintly visible through her slightly open neckline. Like a flame burning in the darkness, it exuded a devilish allure that made one's heart pound.

As Leng Yulai's breathing became increasingly rapid and erratic, the already deep cleavage seemed to come alive, undulating slightly, as if it were about to break free of its restraints and reveal its astonishing beauty at any moment...

At this moment, Lu Jun's hand had already quietly landed on Leng Yulai's rounded, fragrant shoulder.

Through the thin fabric of her clothes, he could feel the warmth and smoothness of her skin, a sensation that stirred his heart.

He looked up, meeting Leng Yulai's now misty and unfocused eyes once more. His voice was low and resolute, like a final pronouncement:

"Today, you are my prey."

The moment the words left her lips, before she could react or refute them, Lu Jun's hot lips, with an irresistible force, precisely covered her two luscious red lips.

Like a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time finally erupting, or like a storm that has been brewing all night suddenly descending.

This kiss, from the very beginning, carried the meaning of plunder and conquest; it was intense and frenzied.

It was no longer a tentative exploration, but a deep and passionate conquest, with a burning desire to suck the other's soul out.

Leng Yulai shuddered violently, as if she had been electrocuted.

With his lips firmly sealed, all the exclamations or complaints that could not be uttered turned into muffled and alluring hums deep in his throat.

She unconsciously raised her hands and placed them against Lu Jun's firm and broad chest. It seemed like she was pushing him away, but the force was weak and powerless, more like a shy posture of wanting to refuse but also welcoming.

This half-hearted, half-willing reaction undoubtedly further fueled Lu Jun's already burning desire to conquer. (End of Chapter)