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Chapter 1138

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love。

This was what Lin Xuanji had left for him.

Her mother had said that if he were to fall in love with a girl in the future, he should give this to her.

Love for her.

Jun Xiqing touched the necklace. It was cool and comfortable to the touch.

She tugged hard, wanting to pull the chain away.

At this moment, a large palm reached over and grabbed her slender wrist.

Hiss.

Jun Xiqing knitted her brows. "It hurts."

She was forced to let go of the chain.

Lu Yeming swung his arm and threw her onto the sofa. Her white dress was spread out and her hair was in a mess. He got on top of her and pinned her under him.

"Be good, don't be greedy. That's not something you can touch," he said in a low voice.

Jun Xiqing didn't understand what he was saying. It was hot. It was so hot. Her body squirmed uneasily under him.

The corners of Lu Yeming's lips slowly curved upwards. His hand slid down, lifting the hem of her dress.

Jun Xiqing's body had never been touched by anyone before. Ever since she was a few years old, she knew that a girl's dress should not be lifted. She sensed the danger and quickly reached out to press his large hand down.

"No … no … you can't touch …"

Sensing her resistance, Lu Yeming used his long fingers to press her flailing hands above her head. "Don't be afraid. I'll take responsibility for you … I'll marry you …"

Jun Xiqing felt a chill on her skin. She screamed in shock. "Ah!"

Her scream was instantly stifled by the man's kiss.



Five minutes later.

Jun Xiqing closed her eyes and fainted.

Lu Yeming's eyes were bloodshot. Beneath his thin shirt, the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

She had actually fainted at this moment.

What was he going to do?

Pulling himself away, he took out his cell phone to make a call. "I'll go over later."



In the villa.

Lu Yeming placed Jun Xiqing on the soft bed in the room. After covering her with a blanket, he got up to leave.

"Take good care of Miss Jun."

"Yes." The maid nodded respectfully.

The man's figure quickly disappeared, blending into the darkness outside.

It was quiet as Jun Xiqing slowly opened her eyes.

She got off the bed and opened the window. Soon, a shadow appeared under the window.

Jun Xiqing climbed to the window. This was the second floor and she jumped down.

A few seconds later, she fell into the arms of the shadow.

This embrace was incomparably cold, but it made her feel incomparably safe.

In this world, he was the person she trusted the most.



Wu Qin opened the backseat door and Jun Xiqing got into the backseat.

She had a black cloak draped over her white muslin dress, and the hood of the cloak tightly covered her head.

Wu Qin looked at the shadow and nodded respectfully. "Master."

Everyone thought that Jun Chulin was the Commander of the Wuling Iron Steed Troop but that was not the case. This dark shadow was the true leader of the Wuling Iron Steed Troop.

The shadow quickly disappeared from their line of sight, as if he had never appeared in the first place.

Wu Qin got into the passenger seat, and the luxury car sped on the road.

"Third Miss, the Lord asked me to give this to you." Wu Qin handed something to Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing reached out to take it. It was … a betrothal letter.

Lu Yeming had told her that a year ago, he had proposed to the Jun family to marry her.

Lowering her eyes, she flipped open the betrothal letter.

Soon, her gaze landed on the words — -Consort.

"Third Miss, a year ago, the West Duke wanted to marry you as his consort, but Elder Miss and Second Miss rejected him on the spot. Today, Elder Miss drugged you, but it was just a drug to make you sleep. The West Duke was the one who drugged you. Actually, the West Duke and Vice President Lei Ze have been in cahoots for a long time. That day at the engagement party, the blood on the West Duke's black suit was tested. It belonged to Commander Jun.

"It seems like the West Duke is really unscrupulous in order to get his hands on you and your wolf taming skills."

Jun Xiqing was still wearing the hood of the black cloak, accentuating her beauty. Fluttering her lashes, she said, "Now that Elder Brother's fate is unknown and Elder Sister, Second Sister and Brother Zhu have been captured by Lei Ze, the West Duke probably doesn't just want the wolf taming skills, he also wants the Wuling Iron Steed Troop. Given the current situation, I need to think about it carefully."

Throwing the betrothal letter into the bin, she rested her chin on her hand and closed her eyes.

Wu Qin didn't disturb her anymore. Third Miss was far more scheming than he was.

Elder Miss and Second Miss had been behaving strangely these past two days, but Third Miss was already prepared for it. Everything that happened was within her control.

She was just playing along with them.

Also, no one knew that she had been raised by Jun Mosheng since she was young. Jun Mosheng was a naturally talented ruler. Not only did he teach Jun Xiqing the wolf taming skills, he had also given Jun Xiqing all sorts of herbs to nourish her body from a young age. That was why she was now immune to all kinds of poison.

She had taken medicine, but not Chinese medicine.

But Wu Qin felt that something was amiss. Oh, Third Miss didn't mention what had happened in the car.

Third Miss and West Duke …

West Duke, Lu Yeming, was indeed a prodigy who could easily move people's hearts. He wondered … if Third Miss' heart had been moved just now?



The luxury car gradually stopped at a secluded spot. Jun Xiqing alighted from the car, only Wu Qin followed behind her.

The two of them arrived at a bungalow.

Wu Qin said in a low voice, "Third Miss, West Duke is here."

Jun Xiqing nodded, walking to the window outside.

The bungalow was brightly lit and music could be heard. Lifting her eyes, Jun Xiqing peeked inside …

A tall and handsome figure was leaning lazily on the sofa in the living room. It was Lu Yeming.

There was someone dancing in front of him. It was a fiery-red figure. It was the daughter of the East Duke, Ye Ruge.

Ye Ruge's red dress was extremely sexy. It was low-cut and pinched at the waist, showing off her curvaceous figure.

She danced to the music, her body spinning around until she was beside the man's legs, finally falling into his arms.

Lu Yeming stretched out his strong arms to hug her.

"Yeming, haven't you been very interested in Third Miss of the Jun family recently? Why did you come to me?"

Lu Yeming reached out to pinch her face. "Why are you always jealous?"

"Hmph!"

Ye Ruge snorted seductively.

"Ha." Lu Yeming gave a low laugh. "I want to marry her as my consort and you're my only duchess, my wife. Isn't that enough?"

Hearing this, Ye Ruge instantly smiled. She was an intelligent woman, she knew that a man like him wouldn't only have one woman.

Occasionally throwing a tantrum would make it more interesting, but too often would make men feel disgusted.

She was the future duchess of the West Duke.

"Ever since I was young, Mommy taught me that the duchess is the wife and the other consorts are … bed warmers. Yeming, do you think that Third Miss of the Jun family is a bed warmer?"

Bed warmer …

Lu Yeming raised his good-looking brows, his handsome features exuding a devilish charm. He lifted Ye Ruge's chin. "Don't you want to warm the bed?"

Ye Ruge's eyes shifted, they were filled with lust. She immediately said boldly and passionately, "Then I want to warm the bed now!"

Lu Yeming's eyes darkened as he looked at her, not saying a word.

Ye Ruge got down from his thighs, slowly squatting beside his legs.

Her hands slid down, landing on the black leather belt around his muscular waist and she slowly unbuckled it.

Biting her lip, she looked at the man seductively …



Jun Xiqing stood outside, watching them. Her face was calm. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

The East Duke's daughter, Ye Ruge, was renowned throughout the world. She had whipped so many suitors away, but now she was lowering her noble and arrogant self to please a man like this.

But since this man was the West Duke, Lu Yeming, it was understandable.

Jun Xiqing lowered her lashes, the corners of her lips kicked up slightly before she turned around to leave.



Late at night.

The maid opened the door to the villa and a gust of cold air rushed in. Lu Yeming had returned.

Lifting his slender fingers, he unbuttoned his black coat and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door, his cold almond-shaped eyes swept over the soft bed.

Jun Xiqing was already awake. She hugged her knees as she sat on the bed, her head lowered. No one knew what she was thinking about.

He walked in, stopping by the bed and stretching his hand out to touch her hair. "You're awake?"

"Don't touch me!"

Jun Xiqing dodged to the side. Lifting her head, she glared at him angrily. Her face was flushed red and she looked just like a young girl.

Lu Yeming curved his thin lips, revealing a tinge of tenderness. "Don't be afraid, I didn't touch you."

Jun Xiqing jumped up, kneeling on the bed with her hands akimbo. "West Duke, are you trying to shirk your responsibility now? You said you'd take responsibility for me. "

"How am I going to take responsibility?"

"Announce to the world that you're going to marry me and make me your Duchess!"

Duchess?

Lu Yeming's expression didn't change at all. He knelt on one knee on the bed, stretching his arm out to hold her shoulder and pull her into his embrace.

Jun Xiqing bumped into his hard chest, her eyes filled with disgust. He had hugged two women in an hour, would he get sick from it?

She had grown up in an environment where Uncle Jun was infatuated with her and her parents were loving. She had never seen someone like him.

At this moment, two long fingers reached over, gently pinching her jaw, forcing her to lift her eyes.

Lu Yeming's gaze landed on her red lips, his eyes blazing. She had set him on fire in the car and he wanted to go to Ye Ruge's place to put it off. He didn't know why, but he was still thinking about her.

He stretched out his finger, pressing on her red lips.

He pressed back and forth, watching as her red lips lost their color under his finger.

Jun Xiqing's body slowly stiffened. Her mind was filled with the scene she had just seen, Ye Ruge kneeling beside his legs …

What was he trying to do now?

He wouldn't let go of her lips?

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