Chapter 928: Charming Aunt Xue, enchanting

Room 308 of Rouqing Nightclub.

Zhuang Jingxue lazily leaned on the sofa, glanced at the time on her phone, and pouted her lips in anger, "Humph, it's been more than half an hour, and that brat Alang hasn't come yet."

"Is it because I'm not attracted to him?"

"Didn't he say that he really likes my contrasting slutty look?"

The dim, swaying lights made Zhuang Jingxue look particularly charming and attractive. Her curvy body was wrapped in a white nurse's dress. The edge of her black lace stockings was faintly visible. The stiletto heels on her feet made her idle leg-shaking movements so seductive.

Zhuang Jingxue stared at the door of the private room, her eyes shining like little hooks, and she was looking forward to Lin Lang's arrival.

But no matter how long he waited, there was no sign of Lin Lang.

Waiting can always make time last longer.

At this moment, Zhuang Jingxue's eagerness to see Lin Lang made the wait seem even longer.

Zhuang Jingxue's fingers were stroking the phone. She wanted to call Lin Lang again to urge her to come quickly, but she was afraid that Lin Lang was already on his way and it would be dangerous to answer the phone while driving.

She picked up the whiskey glass and took a big sip. The ice cubes made a crisp sound when hitting the wall of the glass, which was very similar to the chaotic movement in her heart.

"Huh, he just said he was running at night for exercise? No one would believe that. What kind of serious exercise can make the voice so hoarse?

"I can clearly hear the rhythmic creaking sound of the Simmons mattress when it is under pressure!"

Zhuang Jingxue became more and more annoyed the longer she waited, and the more jealous she became.

After another glass of whiskey, my throat felt burning, but my face felt warm.

When Zhuang Jingxue thought of Lin Lang's muscular body when he was wearing swimming trunks and shirtless, his tight and charming chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and bulging arm muscles, her heart beat faster unconsciously.

Even under the influence of alcohol, her whole body felt hot and uncomfortable. As long as Zhuang Jingxue closed her eyes, Lin Lang's handsome face and handsome figure would appear in her mind.

"Humph, I really don't know what has bewitched me about Lin Lang. Why have I been bewitched by him to this extent?"

"Did he secretly cast a spell on me?"

"Or am I born a lowly embryo, a nympho who is fascinated by Lin Lang and has amorous feelings. I am a lowly and horny person who just wants to get him and let him do whatever he wants in bed."

Zhuang Jingxue bit her red lips. She felt ashamed that as a master's wife, she let herself go after becoming a widow and tried her best to seduce Lin Lang. However, she was so addicted that she couldn't stop.

Perhaps it was because of this sense of taboo that Zhuang Jingxue was able to feel such indescribable happiness when she acted like a humiliator in front of Lin Lang.

But when she thought that Lin Lang might be breathing heavily in some woman's arms at this moment, Zhuang Jingxue's enthusiasm cooled down a bit. A sour feeling rose from her heart, making her eyes a little wet.

"I'm really such a slut!"

Zhuang Jingxue muttered to the empty private room, her fingertips unconsciously picking at the lace collar around her neck.

"If Mengyao knew that I seduced Lin Lang in such a coquettish way, how would I live my life in the future?"

Thinking of this, Zhuang Jingxue raised her glass and took another sip of liquor. Water marks from the melted ice could be seen at the bottom of the glass.

Zhuang Jingxue stood up and walked to the door, pushed open the door of the private room and looked around. Faint music and laughter came from the corridor, but there was no handsome figure she was expecting.

AI generates beautiful pictures of Zhuang Jingxue's back

When she came back, her steps were a little shaky and she almost fell down due to her absent-mindedness. When she held onto the armrest of the sofa, the lace eye mask slipped to the tip of her nose, revealing a pair of watery eyes, looking aggrieved and anxious.

"If Alang doesn't come...I'll drink all the wine..."

Zhuang Jingxue curled up on the sofa, curling herself into a plump ball, turning the wine glass back and forth in her hands, and the wine shook out fine foam.

The anticipation and jealousy in my heart seemed to be fighting. One moment I thought about Lin Lang's surprised expression when he pushed the door open and saw her sexy outfit. The next moment I wondered if the woman next to him was softer and more coquettish than me.

Zhuang Jingxue drank alone, one glass after another, out of boredom.

The clock on the wall ticked away, and every tick seemed to strike her heart.

Zhuang Jingxue poured another half glass of wine, this time without adding ice. When the spicy liquid slid down her throat, she finally couldn't help but redden her eyes.

As she adjusted and fastened the mysterious and charming lace eye mask, she muttered to herself, "Alang, if you don't come, I'm really going to be angry."

Although she was angry, Zhuang Jingxue still couldn't help missing Lin Lang. She took out a makeup mirror from her bag and touched up her makeup beautifully, as if she was cheering herself up, and as if she was saving the last bit of tenderness for the person who was late to come.

Just then, the door of room 308 was pushed open.

Zhuang Jingxue mistakenly thought that Lin Lang had come, and hurriedly put her makeup mirror and lipstick back into her limited edition Hermès bag, but was disappointed to find that it was the waitress who pushed open the door of the private room to deliver complimentary wine.

In those days, nightclubs would give guests free drinks if their consumption reached a certain level.

After the waitress placed the complimentary wine on the coffee table, she saw Zhuang Jingxue, who was dressed in a sultry outfit and wearing a lace eye mask, and asked tentatively, "Our nightclub has young men who can sing and play with you. Do you want me to call a few handsome guys over for you? You can choose two to stay and drink and sing with you?"

Zhuang Jingxue felt very ashamed when she heard that the waitress treated her as a rich woman looking for gigolos.

She quickly refused, "No, no, I have a male companion who will be with me soon. Please hang a do not disturb sign outside the door for me, and don't come to the private room to disturb us again."

After saying that, Zhuang Jingxue took out two hundred-dollar bills from her wallet and gave them to the waitress as a tip.

After receiving the tip, the waitress was very happy. She bowed respectfully to Zhuang Jingxue and said with a smile, "Okay, ma'am, I hope you can have a pleasant and wonderful night."

Zhuang Jingxue smiled awkwardly but politely, feeling it was embarrassing to be seen by outsiders in her nurse uniform, black stockings, and lace eye mask.

She originally only wanted to wear it for Lin Lang to see, but she didn't expect the waitress to come in and give her free wine at the nightclub.

Fortunately, it was a waitress who came in to serve the wine, which alleviated Zhuang Jingxue's shame a little.

After the waitress left, Zhuang Jingxue pouted unhappily and couldn't help complaining, "Alang, that bad guy, hasn't come in such a long time. Could he be indulging in the tenderness of another woman and forget to come to Rouqing Nightclub to find me?"

"Hmph... so annoying!"

"It's so annoying!"

Zhuang Jingxue drank alone with a troubled look on her face, and soon went from being tipsy to being drunk.

She took out a box of women's cigarettes from her bag, the mint-flavored slim ones.

Zhuang Jingxue was seen holding the mint cigarette between her fingertips, while her other hand slowly took out a limited edition Dunhill lighter from her bag. The metal casing shone with a cold luster under the ambiguous light in the private room.

She bent her knuckles and flicked it lightly. With a crisp "click" sound, a faint blue flame suddenly jumped up, casting a small piece of swaying warm light on the edge of the lace blindfold.

The cigarette was licked by the flame and lit up. Zhuang Jingxue tilted her head slightly, and when her red lips held the cigarette holder, the tip of her tongue inadvertently swept across the slightly cool filter.

The coolness of mint mixed with the mellowness of tobacco filled her throat. She inhaled slowly, her chest rising and falling. When she raised her eyes again, smoke rings were rising from her lips.

The smoke swirled before her eyes and was cut into pieces by the light ball rolling on the ceiling.

Pink and purple spots of light passed through the enchanting smoke and fell on the collar of Zhuang Jingxue's nurse uniform. Her calves wrapped in black stockings were charmingly crossed.

The lace eye mask could not hide the drunken redness at the corners of her eyes, but instead added a bit of hazy charm.

She casually placed the lighter on the coffee table, and the lighter made a slight sound when it hit the glass table top.

The cigarette on her fingertips burned quickly, and a small amount of ash accumulated, but she seemed to have forgotten about it and let the mint-flavored smoke wrap around her fingertips and flow over her nails which were only painted with polish.

It is worth mentioning that doctors do not allow the application of colored nail polish.

Zhuang Jingxue leaned lazily on the sofa, looking up at the light ball on the ceiling. Under the influence of alcohol, she felt that the light ball was spinning faster.

The light and shadow flowed on Zhuang Jingxue's body, sometimes making her look like a cherry soaked in wine, and sometimes hiding her in a dark corner, with only the scarlet cigarette butt flickering.

"Tsk..." She smacked her lips, and the ash finally fell on her white nurse's skirt. She slowly raised her hand, leaned forward, and put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

When the smoke entered my nostrils, the irritability in my heart seemed to be diluted a little by the mint smell.

But when the smoke cleared, the empty private room brought back the anxiety in Zhuang Jingxue's heart exactly as it was before.

She looked at the door, but could not hear Lin Lang's footsteps. She could only hear the crackling sound of cigarette butts being extinguished in the crystal ashtray.

Zhuang Jingxue thought about kissing Lin Lang soon and didn't want the smell of cigarettes in her mouth to affect the wonderful experience of Lin Lang kissing her.

So, Zhuang Jingxue hurriedly took out a piece of chewing gum from her bag, peeled off the wrapper and put it in her mouth. While chewing the peach-flavored chewing gum, she fantasized that she could become Lin Lang's woman tonight.

"Alang..."

With her drunken eyes curved, Zhuang Jingxue was immersed in fantasy and unconsciously pronounced the name. Her voice was coquettish, mean, soft and sticky, "I really miss you. I really want to be held in your arms and kissed enough. I really want to be satisfied by your young and strong body..."

Just as he finished speaking, the door handle of the private room suddenly turned.

Zhuang Jingxue's heart suddenly rose, and the cigarette box on the edge of the coffee table fell to the floor with a "click".

"It must be Alang who is here, hehe..."

Zhuang Jingxue bit her red lips in delight, subconsciously straightened her back, and sat in a seductive and charming posture. She blinked her eyes behind the lace blindfold and even her breathing became lighter.

The light from the lamp ball just happened to pass through the door at this moment, and Lin Lang's tall and handsome figure stepped into the private room against the light, and his outline was framed with a layer of gold by the light in the corridor.

When Zhuang Jingxue saw Lin Lang arriving as promised, her heartbeat followed the rhythm of the rolling of the light ball, hitting it again and again, and it was particularly loud.

She was so excited, but she said something that didn't mean anything: "I thought you weren't coming. I was just about to pay the bill and leave when you arrived late. Come here and drink three glasses of wine as punishment!"