Beauty Chairwoman's Bodyguard Expert

When some of the bar’s patrons saw Xue Bing getting a little woozy from drinking, especially after taking in her looks, they couldn’t help coming over one after another, wanting to have a drink with her. Of course, whether they really just wanted a drink or had other plans, nobody knew.

Only, before those guys could get close to Xue Bing, the bar security immediately blocked them. Without saying a word, they covered those guys’ mouths and dragged them out of the bar—and not long after, those same guys were seen walking back in again.

But compared to their earlier swagger, all of them now had this shell-shocked expression on their faces, like they’d seen a ghost in broad daylight. The way they looked at Lu Tianxing and Xue Bing was full of barely concealed fear.

Lu Tianxing’s face didn’t change at all. He didn’t like being disturbed, and since the Huang Family people had stepped in, he was happy to let them handle it.

"Lu Tianxing, stop swaying, okay? You keep moving and my head feels so dizzy."

Right at that moment, Xue Bing let out another muffled sound, her arm patting Lu Tianxing in annoyance—but her movements were all soft and weak, with no strength at all.

"Xiao Bing, you’re drunk," Lu Tianxing said, a line of exasperation on his face.

"I... I’m not drunk, I’m not drunk."

Xue Bing’s voice was slurred, but she was already sprawled over the bar counter, slipping straight into deep, snoring sleep.

Watching Xue Bing sleep on the bar like that, Lu Tianxing could only feel his face darken. After saying a few words to the bartender who’d been standing by, he helped Xue Bing up from the bar and headed out.

It was already after seven, prime time for nightlife to kick off. When some people saw Lu Tianxing helping Xue Bing out of the bar, a bunch of men instantly had green light flashing in their eyes, their gaze toward Lu Tianxing full of envy, jealousy, and hate. In their minds, Lu Tianxing was definitely going to have a hell of a night—and with such a top-tier bombshell, no less.

Once outside the bar, Lu Tianxing lightly patted Xue Bing’s cheek and asked, "Xiao Bing, don’t sleep yet. Where are you staying?"

"I live... I live in a hotel."

Xue Bing mumbled drowsily, "These days in Xiangjiang, I... I’ve been staying in a hotel the whole time."

"Which hotel? I’ll take you there."

Lu Tianxing looked helpless. He’d just gotten to Xiangjiang and immediately got dragged off by Xue Bing to drink at a bar. Now he didn’t even have a place to stay himself—seemed like tonight he’d have to crash together with Xue Bing.

"I... I’m staying at the Peninsula Hotel."

Half-asleep, Xue Bing gave him an address.

Lu Tianxing lifted Xue Bing up and settled her into the passenger seat, then got into the driver’s seat himself, started the car, and drove away from Blue Night Charm Bar.

Twenty-something minutes later, Lu Tianxing pulled up in front of the main entrance of the Peninsula Hotel.

Inside the Hummer, Xue Bing was slumped quietly against the seat, sleeping soundly like a docile kitten, none of her usual fiery energy in sight.

"Xiao Bing, wake up, wake up!"

Lu Tianxing drove straight into the hotel’s underground parking lot, then reached over to gently pat Xue Bing’s face in the passenger seat.

Xue Bing blinked her beautiful eyes open a little, dazedly looking at Lu Tianxing, and mumbled, "Don’t bother me, I want to sleep, I want to sleep."

As she spoke, she didn’t even think before closing her eyes again.

Seeing this, Lu Tianxing was instantly speechless, his face turning dark. Damn it, she’s out again? Even if you want to sleep, can’t you at least tell me your room number first, which floor you’re on?

"Xiao Bing, don’t sleep yet, wake up. Tell me where your room is, where’s your room card!"

Lu Tianxing gave her cheek another pat.

"I’m in the presidential suite, Number One on the top floor. The... the room card is in my car..." Xue Bing mumbled groggily.

As she spoke, she weakly pointed toward the front of her seat, meaning the card was somewhere up there.

Hearing that, Lu Tianxing didn’t waste any more time. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, then walked around to the passenger side and opened the door. He grabbed the room card from the front, then reached in—one arm slipping under Xue Bing’s legs, the other around the back of her head—and lifted her out of the car.

But the instant he had Xue Bing in his arms, Lu Tianxing felt his neck suddenly tighten, like something had grabbed onto him—then he couldn’t help sucking in a sharp breath, an unprecedented sensation surging through him.

Turns out, Xue Bing, who’d been dead asleep, seemed to sense herself being picked up. She let out a soft hum, turned over a bit, and instinctively wrapped her arms around Lu Tianxing’s neck, her whole body collapsing into his embrace. Those two proud peaks pressed unceremoniously against his chest, and her perky ass ended up perfectly cupped in his hand. Her temptingly red lips were practically pressed to his neck, breathing out hot air.

That warm breath made Lu Tianxing’s body shiver, and he instantly felt a strange sensation spreading through him, like an injection of adrenaline, goading him, making it feel like a ball of fire in his chest was getting harder and harder to control.

You have to know, ever since he went to Beijing, Lu Tianxing had been running around busy almost every single day. Where would he find time to do the "beloved activities" with women? Even last time when Lin Yafei tried to seduce him, nothing actually happened between them in the end. He’d been sitting on a ball of pent-up fire for a long time; he’d just forced it down with sheer willpower.

But now, with a soft, curvy body in his arms, feeling his chest being crushed by those proud twin peaks and the sensation in his hand, that fire in his heart was like someone had just dumped a bucket of gasoline on it—bursting into full blaze, completely out of control, and his body naturally reacted the way a normal man would in front of a beauty.

Especially with Xue Bing’s red lips right by his neck, her breath hot against his skin, Lu Tianxing only felt a tingling numbness spreading there, making him suck in another breath, and he was dying to let Xue Bing experience firsthand what it meant to provoke a man.

However, even with the fire raging inside him, Lu Tianxing was very clear on one thing: this was an underground parking lot, with surveillance cameras everywhere. If he dared to do anything now, it’d be like putting on a live broadcast for everyone. He wasn’t Mr. Chen—he didn’t have that kind of twisted kink.