PDLP Chapter 46: A Honey Trap? We'll have to try it out.
Chapter 46: A Honey Trap? We'll have to try it out.
Seeing Li Xuan's entourage, Raine was even less willing to go.
"I'll give you the room number. You can go ahead now. I need to go home and sleep, or my wife will worry."
After saying that, Ryan quickly recited the hotel and room number and ran away.
Li Xuan returned to his office, glanced at Nalisa who was already fast asleep, turned off the light, and shook his head.
After locking the office door, he went straight to the hotel room that Ryan had told him about.
An hour later.
Li Xuan appeared outside the door, frowning, and muttered, "There's not much yin energy here..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened from the inside.
A large black man came out and, upon seeing Li Xuan, quickly said with a forced smile, "Sorry, buddy, wrong place, wrong place."
Li Xuan frowned, said nothing, and looked inside.
The large black man didn't linger; he opened the door next to him and went inside.
Amy stood at the door, wearing a hotel bathrobe.
She saw Li Xuan, paused for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
What kind of outfit is this? Is it cosplay?
What is this cosplay? She's never seen anything like it before.
"I'm a friend of Renn's. He said he forgot something here and asked me to come and get it for him," Li Xuan said with a slight smile, casually making up an excuse.
As he spoke, he was also sizing up Amy.
He was absolutely certain that this was a normal person, but he didn't know why that black man had appeared out of her room.
Also, could it be a problem with that room?
Having accepted this order, I naturally have to take full responsibility for it.
This is why Li Xuan didn't leave immediately.
Amy crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Ryan and Li Xuan.
Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay, come in and look for whatever you're looking for."
Li Xuan entered the room and glanced around discreetly.
A standard hotel suite with a double bed.
The curtains were drawn tightly shut, and on the table sat a half-empty bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.
The bathroom door was half-open, and the exhaust fan was humming.
He closed his eyes, circulated his magical power, and opened his third eye, but saw nothing.
"What did your friend leave behind?" Amy walked up from behind, her bathrobe belt loosely tied, and the neckline low.
She tilted her head as she spoke, one hand resting on the back of the chair, the other playing with the ends of her hair, her posture relaxed as if she were chatting with a long-time friend.
"A USB drive," Li Xuan casually made up, "silver one, let me look for it again."
"Then I'll help you look for it." Amy walked to the bedside and bent down, her bathrobe hem sliding up quite a bit.
She turned over the pillow, lifted the blanket, and peeked under the bed. Her movements were slow and graceful.
Li Xuan leaned against the wall, looking at her with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.
Was this woman helping him find something, or was she flirting with him?
"You really ran errands for him this late? Why didn't he come himself?"
Amy stood up, tossed her long, loose hair behind her shoulder, and the collar of her bathrobe slipped down another half inch. She smiled and asked, "Are you thirsty? Would you like something to drink?"
"He has some urgent business to attend to. I'm not thirsty, thank you."
"What do you do for a living? Are you usually very busy with work?" She took two steps forward, her high heels making little noise on the hotel carpet, but the distance between them was noticeably closer.
"To handle some troublesome matters for people."
"People in the consulting industry dress like this? Is that cosplay or something?"
Amy reached out and touched the cuff of Li Xuan's Taoist robe, her fingers lingering on his wrist for a brief moment, seemingly unintentionally.
"Yes, this is the uniform we need to wear to work."
"Okay, you Asians always have some cool stuff."
Amy withdrew her hand and smiled at Li Xuan.
Li Xuan raised an eyebrow. Even if he was slow to realize, he could tell that this woman was seducing him.
Naked and blatant.
But he didn't say anything. Thinking back to the burly black man from before, Li Xuan realized that this might be a honey trap.
Having spent this time in Los Angeles, he had never actually encountered the tricks of a honey trap.
"I didn't recognize what your cosplay was, but it's pretty cool."
Amy moved a little closer; the belt of her bathrobe had somehow come undone.
Her breath, carrying the scent of red wine, brushed against his neck as she asked, "You look very young. How old are you? Do you have a girlfriend?"
"no."
"Really? It doesn't look like it."
She placed her hand on his shoulder, her fingertips lightly tracing the edge of his collar, and said, "Don't you ever get bored? Alone at home, with no one to keep you company?"
Li Xuan looked down at her; her bathrobe was loose to a very suspicious degree, but he didn't say anything, just silently stared inside.
"It's alright, I'm just quite busy with work."
"Workaholic".
Amy chuckled, her fingers sliding from his shoulder to his chest, and said with a smile, "I just broke up with my boyfriend, so I came to Los Angeles alone to clear my head..."
When she finished speaking, she was practically pressed against him.
Li Xuan was not Liu Xiahui, nor did he intend to be one.
Immortal jump?
Haha, let's see how they react if they really run into an immortal!
Li Xuan didn't care at all and reached out to put his arm around her waist.
A glint of triumph flashed in Amy's eyes.
She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around his neck, and the two of them fell onto the bed.
As she was pinned to the bed, she instinctively took out her phone and put it on her chest with both hands.
However, Li Xuan simply flipped her over, pulled her up, and quietly threw the phone out of her hand.
A hint of worry flashed in Amy's eyes, but she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on as she was going through with the act.
On the other side, the burly black man, upon hearing Amy's room door slam shut, immediately opened the half-closed door, stood at the entrance puffing out smoke, ready to strike at any moment.
However, he waited and waited, but the call never came.
"Why hasn't Amy succeeded yet? Does this guy need to take a shower first?"
This wait lasted for more than twenty minutes.
After waiting for so long, he felt that something was wrong.
"Damn it, he didn't actually sleep with Amy, did he?"
The burly black man turned green at the thought of this possibility, and quickly pulled out his phone and Amy's room key.
The door was flung open at an absurdly fast speed.
A dark figure pushed open the door, raised their phone, turned on the flash, and started snapping photos in rapid succession. The shutter clicked like a machine gun, accompanied by angry shouts:
"What the hell are you doing to my girlfriend? Put your hands up! Don't move! Don't move—"
Li Xuan slowly raised his head from the bed, glanced at the burly black man at the door, then at Amy beneath him who was making constant moans, and subconsciously bumped into her.
The burly Black man held up his phone, his face contorted with rage, as if he had actually slept with the woman.