Chapter 304 He''s Different


    "What''s wrong?" Rocky asked curiously.


    "Miss Laney only serves one guest per night. Each one of the guests wants her to serve him. They all


    want to meet Miss Laney," Sheridan exined.


    "But there are so many people. How will she choose? Does she always choose the richest one?"


    Rocky asked with a puzzled look.


    "I have no idea about that. It''s her call. I''ve heard that manymanders of the headquarters have had


    the luck to see Miss Laney. Maybe she has a preference for military men. What about this? You can


    pretend to be amander and try your luck. What do you say?" Sheridanughed and squinted his


    eyes.


    "Oh, forget it! I had no idea thosemanders liked to visit here. But they really know how to enjoy


    their life, huh?" Rocky said mockingly.


    In a blink of an eye, it was alreadyte at night.


    Sheridan was so happy that he drank a lot tonight. Although Rocky drank as much as Sheridan did, he


    was slightly drunk because his tolerance for alcohol was high.


    Sheridan, however, got so drunk that he even began speaking nonsense. Now that they were done


    eating and drinking, Rocky stood up and decided to take Sheridan back to the headquarters.


    At the same time, Yasmin was walking towards them. "Oh, shit! Is he drunk again?" she said. "It is true


    that wine is on me, but that does not mean that he should drink that much! Doesn''t he know he could


    die of alcohol? You can just take him to my room," she continued.


    "Is that okay for you?" Rocky asked.


    "Oh yeah. It''s not his first time anyway. If you want, you can spend the night in my room as well."


    Yasmin smiled while ogling Rocky.


    Rocky said nothing and just smiled. He helped Sheridan stand up and carried him downstairs following


    Yasmin. They then went into a spacious courtyard through a side door.


    Pleased sounds wereing out of the rooms around the courtyard. The moans echoed in the air.


    After they walked along the corridor for a while, they finally arrived in front of a quiet house.


    Yasmin led them to a room in the house, opened the door, and told him, "Here we are. Now, put him in


    bed. It''s alreadyte at night. I can arrange a room and a girl for you, if you want. You can rest here


    tonight and leave tomorrow. Sounds nice?"


    "Oh, thanks, Miss Yasmin. I think I''d bettere back right now. Thank you for taking care of my


    teacher tonight." Rocky refused with a smile.


    She just nodded at him and left.


    Rocky helped Sheridan walk into Yasmin''s room. Fragrance invaded Rocky''s nostrils as soon as he


    entered the room. He nced around while walking to the bed. This room had many seductive


    decoration and sexual paintings hanging on the wall. Afterying Sheridan in the bed, Rocky walked


    out and closed the door. He was about to return to the headquarters when a weird thing happened.


    At the moment he got out of the room, the door on his left was suddenly opened. A slender figure


    dressed in a cloak walked out the room. She came to the yard and looked up at the moon. Then, she


    put the flute beside her mouth and began ying. The euphonious sound filled the air and touched


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    Rocky.


    He was so immersed in the music that he had forgotten to leave. As a result, Rocky just stood there


    motionlessly and looked at the back of the slender figure. Suddenly, he felt some faint bitterness and


    sorrow in the music. Although he could not exin that feeling exactly, he could tell he rted to the


    emotion in her music.


    "Oh! Who''s there?" Suddenly, she stopped ying, and turned around. Her beautiful pair of eyes


    captivated Rocky.


    Now that she had noticed his presence, Rocky directly walked towards her. As he got closer to her, he


    finally saw how beautiful she was. The moonlight ented her charm further. She looked too fancy to


    be true as if she was a legendary beauty in a fairy tale. Her arched eyebrows highlighted her appealing


    and innocent eyes. Her slender figure made her seem so weak as if she would be blown away by the


    wind anytime. This appearance aroused men''s desire to protect her. Every man would find it hard to


    shift his eyes away as soon as his sightnded on her delicate features. She was a masterpiece of


    heaven.


    "You are..." The girl was caught by surprise when she saw that the one behind her was a man.


    "I''m sorry that I disturbed you, Miss! I intended to leave, but was so attracted to the music you have just


    yed." Rocky apologized politely. He didn''t want such a beautiful girl to think that he was a voyeur.


    The girl nced at Rocky for a while and then her lips curved upwards lightly like a blossoming flower.


    She said gently, "Never mind. This is a ce where only I and Yasmin live and we don''t usually have


    any visitors. It''s toote now. That''s why I was a little surprised when I saw you."


    "I can tell that you often y the flute at such a time. When I heard the music you yed, I felt that it


    speaks of sorrow. Do you miss your home, Miss?" Rocky asked cautiously.


    It looked like his question froze her. A hint of sadness shed in her eyes, but she dropped the topic at


    once. "How should I address you, Mister?"


    "My surname is Bai."


    "Nice to meet you here, Mr. Bai. I just saw youe out of Yasmin''s room. May I ask what the


    rtionship between you and Yasmin is?" the girl asked curiously.


    "Oh! I just took my drunk teacher into Yasmin''s room," Rocky replied.


    "Your drunk teacher, you say? Are you the student of Mr. Sheridan?" the girl asked as she remembered


    something.


    "Yeah, you are right about it. But it was him who forced me to be his student. I have never said


    that I want him to be my teacher," Rocky answered arrogantly.


    "I heard that Mr. Sheridan is a master doctor. It would an honor for anybody else to have such a


    teacher like him. Why do you sound like you are unwilling to be his student?" the girl asked with a


    confused look upon her face.


    "Well, no! My teacher indulges in alcohol and women. I don''t think it''s an honor to be his student. If you


    want, I can hand the honor over to you," Rocky answered humorously.


    The girl burst outughing. Rocky soon froze as he was infatuated with her mesmerizing smile.


    "You are so funny and weird," the girlmented after a while.


    "Oh, really? Why?" Rocky asked, not knowing what she meant.


    "The men I meet always stare at me with that kind of look, and what they want to know about me first is


    always my name. But you are different. The way you look at me makes me feel that I''m an ordinary


    woman. It makes me feel like I am a human, and not a pleasure toy. It makes mefortable," the girl


    exined.


    "Is that so? Do you mean this kind of look?" Rocky said as an evil smile crept over the corner of his


    lips. He then got closer to the girl and kept his eyes fixated on her. When their eyes met, she felt as if


    his eyes were a vast ocean that she was drowning in.


    She was frozen by his change. The man in front of her seemed to have be another person, and


    she felt that she had been engulfed by his unique aura. Now her strange feeling for Rocky was getting


    more intense.