The two of them were still in an intimate position. She was sitting on his muscular thighs. Although he wasn't kissing her, his nose was already pressed against her delicate face and their breaths were entwined.
"Miss Jun, I'm helping you. Not only are you not thanking me, you're even going to hit me, hm?"
The word 'hm' was slightly raised, it was indescribably domineering and devilish.
Jun Xiqing's long lashes fluttered, her face flushed red. "West Duke, you're taking advantage of me and you're still trying to act innocent. You're so shameless!"
She scolded him in a soft voice.
Lu Yeming grasped her slender waist, pulling her into his arms. "Do you know that I proposed to the Jun family to marry you more than a year ago?"
"…"
Jun Xiqing froze. What did he say?
He proposed to the Jun family to marry her more than a year ago?
Thump thump thump …
She could hear her own heartbeat, it actually sped up at this moment. "Wh … Why … do you want to marry me?"
Under the dim light, Lu Yeming's handsome face couldn't be seen clearly. His thin lips curved slightly, he laughed and said in a low voice, "Why do I want to marry you? Of course it's because … I like you."
Like you?
He said the word 'like' frivolously, it was hard to tell if he was sincere or not.
"Miss Jun, do you like me?"
He asked.
Like him?
She didn't like him?
A few seconds later, Jun Xiqing finally reacted. She shook her head vigorously, like a rattle drum. She didn't like him.
Lu Yeming arched his brows. His calm aura made it seem as if everything was in the palm of his hand, as if he was the king who ruled over everything.
His deep almond-shaped eyes stared at her lustrous black eyes and he smiled slowly. "Liking me is what it means. Even if you cover your mouth, it will still flow out of your eyes. Miss Jun, you already like me."
She already liked him.
At this moment, Jun Xiqing felt her heart in her throat, it was about to jump out.
She denied it. "West Duke, it's good to be confident, but I really have to disappoint you. I don't like you!"
Reaching out, Lu Yeming touched the veil on her face. He was already an extraordinarily handsome man and when he teased a girl, he was inexplicably charming. "I've already taken off your veil, so remember this. I will definitely be your … husband in the future."
Jun Xiqing was stunned by his words. It was like he was swearing an oath, exuding a domineering aura.
"West Duke, I have something to attend to. I'll be leaving first."
Jun Xiqing pushed him away, stood up quickly and ran away.
…
As he watched that slender figure disappear from his sight, Lu Yeming picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a sip.
The collectible red wine quickly spread in his mouth.
Lei Ze was stunned as he watched the scene unfold before him. He stole a glance at Lu Yeming.
Lu Yeming lifted his eyes, his deep almond-shaped eyes landing on his face. Two simple words came out of his thin lips. "Get out."
Lei Ze's scalp went numb. "Yes."
He quickly left the room.
The private room fell silent. Lu Yeming pursed his red lips again. At this moment, there was the sound of high heels outside the door. The private room door was pushed open and a red figure appeared.
"Miss Ye," Fan Men greeted her and left the room.
Ye Ruge was wearing a red dress with a deep V-neck and pinched waistline, accentuating her voluptuous figure.
She looked at the man on the sofa, then walked over. Her slender legs spread apart, and she directly sat on his proud long legs.
When she came over, Lu Yeming uncrossed his legs and leaned indolently against the sofa. He brought the wine glass to his thin lips and took a sip. He looked at the woman on top of him and didn't say a word.
"I saw Third Miss Jun when I came over just now. She was wearing a veil and I couldn't see her face. Yeming, is Third Miss Jun beautiful?"
With that, Ye Ruge wrapped her arms around his neck. "Compared to Third Miss Jun, who is more beautiful?"
His fringe covered his handsome face and he gave a spurious smile. "Do you want to hear the truth?"
The answer was already out.
In his heart, Jun Xiqing was naturally more beautiful.
Ye Ruge quickly clenched her fist and punched him.
Lu Yeming chuckled, his muscular chest resonating with her. "Are you jealous?"
Ye Ruge lowered her body and rested her head on his chest. "Are you … thinking of doing it with her?"
At the mention of this question, Lu Yeming lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms. "I'm going to do it with her sooner or later."
Ye Ruge froze and got up to leave.
When she reached the door, she didn't hear the man chasing after her. She stopped in her tracks. "You're really not going to chase after me?"
Lu Yeming leaned indolently against the sofa. "Aren't you going to leave?"
"…"
Ye Ruge snorted and walked away.
It was quiet. Lu Yeming swirled the red wine in his hand elegantly. In the darkness, he was indescribably cold and mysterious.
…
Along the corridor.
When Tang Mo 'er saw Lu Yeming, she quickly called out, "Yeming."
"Elder Sister." Lu Yeming walked over.
"Yeming, Elder Sister has something to ask you. Do you really like Qingqing?"
Lu Yeming's gaze was gentle and landed on Tang Mo 'er's face. He smiled faintly. "Elder Sister, why are you asking this?"
"Yeming, no matter how smart Qingqing is, she's still a little girl who hasn't learned how to love anyone. If you don't really like her, don't provoke her. Just treat it as giving face to Mom and Uncle Jun."
Lu Yeming didn't have any change in his expression. "Elder Sister, I'm determined to get Jun Xiqing. It doesn't matter whether I like her or not. Feelings are the most fragile and fickle things in the world. On account of Mom and Uncle Jun, I promise you that I'll dote on her more in the future."
"…"
Tang Mo 'er promptly knitted her brows. "Yeming …"
At this moment, Lu Yeming lifted his eyes and looked ahead. Someone was coming.
Tang Mo 'er turned around and saw two figures walking over. It was Gu Mohan and Feng Lingxue.
Tang Mo 'er's luscious lashes quivered and she lowered her head.
At this moment, Gu Mohan walked past her with Feng Lingxue and entered a luxurious private room.
The private room door closed.
Tang Mo 'er lowered her eyes to look at her toes and her shadow that was elongated by the lights.
Lu Yeming walked forward and caressed her hair. "Elder Sister, do you remember what day it is today?"
"What day?" Tang Mo 'er looked at him in confusion. She couldn't remember what day it was.
"Elder Sister, it's your birthday today."
So soon.
It was her birthday again.
"Elder Sister, let me take you home." Lu Yeming held Tang Mo 'er's hand.
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