Yun i clenched her teeth, forcing herself to remain calm, but the sting of reality was hard to swallow.
"Besides," Julian said, his eyes gleaming with mischief, you don't even know how to pleasure a woman."
Yun i stuttered imdiately, her face burning red. "W-What are you talking about… Of course I know!" she snapped, crossing her arms defensively.
Julian laughed loudly, drawing glances from nearby maids who quickly averted their eyes with barely hidden smiles.
"Sure you do," he teased, leaning forward. "Then tell —have you ever even touched yourself before thinking about touching soone else?"
Yun i stared at him in disbelief, completely caught off guard. The "calm monk" had suddenly beco a shaless devil.
"You… You shaless monk! How can you speak such things openly?" she whispered, looking around as if soone might overhear.
Julian's smile widened, thoroughly enjoying her flustered reaction.
"Why not?" he said. "After all, back in my hotown, they used to call Daddy Big Baldy."
Yun i blinked in confusion. "Daddy Big Baldy…? What does that even an?" she asked hesitantly.
Julian grinned even wider as he lowered his eyes to his lap. "Think about it."
The mont her eyes followed his, she regretted it. She quickly turned her head away, pretending to focus on the auction below.
anwhile, Julian's eyes drifted toward one of the maids standing quietly at the side.
Their gazes locked, and the maid imdiately bowed respectfully.
He knew exactly what these "maids" really were — prostitutes, trained to serve high-level guests in all possible ways.
The one he was eyeing had a particularly fine figure — a busty chest, soft curves at her hips, and pretty, delicate features.
"Co here," Julian said, his voice commanding but smooth.
The maid's cheeks flushed faintly, but she quickly obeyed, stepping toward him with small, graceful steps. She stopped beside Julian's chair, hands folded obediently before her, waiting for his next command.
Yun i glanced at the maid and then back at Julian, her eyes narrowing suspiciously.
Julian smiled, and without hesitation, he wrapped one hand around the maid's slim waist and gently pulled her down onto his lap.
The maid gasped softly but didn't resist.
"Please her..." Julian said, his fingers caressing the maid's hip, And I'll put in good words about you with Miss Luoshi."
"What…?" Yun i froze, unsure if she had just heard what she had just heard.
Her heart pounded rapidly, a storm of emotions swirling inside her — anger, sha… and an undeniable flicker of hope.
She had seen it earlier.
The way the monk casually spoke to Luoshi, how Luoshi treated him with unusual warmth and respect. Yun i had wanted to talk to him privately, to ask for advice, to find a way — any way — to get closer to Luoshi.
But before she could gather her courage, Julian had cornered her like this.
It's like he can read my mind… she thought bitterly.
anwhile, Julian didn't rush her. His palm slid down the maid's exposed thigh, caressing the smooth skin.
"Mmh..." the maid moaned, pressing herself closer to his body.
Yun i's face flushed deeper as she watched the scene unfold, trapped between disgust, jealousy, and a strange curiosity she couldn't suppress.
She imagined it was Luoshi instead. Sitting there. Moaning like that.
She bit her tongue.
The seconds dragged on like hours. And still, Julian said nothing — simply letting his actions speak louder, waiting patiently to see what Yun i would do.
"Are you sure…?" Yun i finally managed to ask, her voice trembling slightly.
Julian looked up, his smile wicked and knowing. His bulge pressed against the maid's body, making her gasp quietly. Her cheeks blushed deep as she grinded on his lap, feeling the sheer size beneath her.
"Yes, I'm sure," he said, glancing at Yun i without a hint of sha. "Your unimaginable fantasy might just co true... if you give a nice show for ."
Yun i's heart raced uncontrollably.
A chance to get closer to Luoshi — to have the monk's support — it hung in front of her like forbidden fruit.
But the price...
She gritted her teeth, her body frozen between sha and temptation.
She had faced harder trials before. Compared to those, what was this small humiliation?
If enduring this would bring her closer to Luoshi… If it gave her even the faintest chance to win Luoshi's heart…
Then she would grit her teeth and bear it.
"Okay," Yun i said at last, her voice low but determined.
Julian's smile widened, pleased by her answer. He said nothing more, just leaned back in his seat, his arms wrapped around the moaning maid, eyes fixed on Yun i.
Her face was flushed, her hands trembled slightly, but she stepped closer — closing the small distance between herself and the maid who sat obediently on Julian's lap.
The maid extended her hands, and Yun i's breath caught in her throat.
She had always admired won from afar... but she had never dared to touch — never been invited this close.
And now, this maid, so delicate and beautiful, sat waiting for her.
Yun i's hand trembled as it reached out, caressing the maid's arm. A shiver shot through her, electric, and she glanced at Julian instinctively.
He said nothing. He just watched, one hand around the maid's waist, the other resting beside him — giving her control.
Yun i turned back, her cheeks flushed, lips parted in anticipation. Her fingers moved again — this ti moving up the maid's arm, then down to her wrist, feeling her pulse.
She could feel her own heart beating just as fast.
"You're... beautiful," Yun i whispered.
The maid looked up at her in surprise, then a smile played on her lips. "So are you," she said gently.
Yun i's chest tightened.
The complint. The mont. The way they were both under the monk's gaze, yet completely lost in each other.
Her hands moved to the maid's waist, then hesitated; however, the maid didn't.
She leaned in, lips brushing Yun i's cheek, making her gasp.
Yun i's hands tightened around the maid's hips, and suddenly, the gap between them disappeared.
Their mouths t.
Soft at first. Testing. Curious.
Then deeper — more urgent.
The kiss tasted like freedom—like sothing long confined that had finally been released.
Yun i moaned into her mouth, caught in the thrill of it — the softness, the wetness, the dizzying warmth blooming between her thighs.
She had never known this kind of touch before.
Never known the way a woman's lips could feel so tender… and so wicked.
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