Chapter 1139
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Jun Xiqing quickly pushed his hand away, not letting him touch her.
Lu Yeming suddenly narrowed his eyes and gave a spurious smile. "What's wrong? Why is your body so stiff?"
This man's eyes were too sharp. He could see the changes in her body with just one look.
Jun Xiqing's long lashes quivered. She opened her mouth and bit down on his hand.
Hiss.
Lu Yeming furrowed his brows and gave a low, husky laugh. "It hurts."
He was crying out in pain.
Actually, a man like him had always been on the battlefield. He wouldn't even cry out in pain when a knife pierced into his bones.
Now that she had bitten him, he was crying out in pain.
How evil.
Jun Xiqing pushed him away and crawled onto the bed on all fours. She covered her chest with her hands and looked at him like a frightened rabbit, guarding against him.
Lu Yeming's handsome face revealed a tinge of genuine joy. He was only 23 years old. He was still young and handsome and had never had a woman before. He didn't even have a wife. He really liked this kind of pleasure in bed.
"You're avoiding me like this and you still want to be my Duchess?"
Jun Xiqing knew that she had dodged a bullet. This man was too vigilant. She couldn't afford to let anything slip when facing him.
He was very happy, but she was disgusted.
There wasn't any emotion in his deep eyes. There was only playfulness. Women were probably just a pastime for him when he was bored. As a man at the pinnacle of power, it was only natural for him to enjoy beauties.
Women were a tool for him to satisfy his desires.
He also had desires, just like those dissolute rulers. But he had never been addicted to them.
Jun Xiqing sneered inside, but pouted her red lips. "It's fine if you don't want to marry me. I'm going to look for my Brother Zhu now."
She walked away, just like a sulking little girl.
Lu Yeming chased after her and hugged her from behind. He pulled her delicate body into his chest and nuzzled his handsome face against her soft hair. He took in her feminine fragrance. "Alright, I'll announce to the world that I'm going to marry you."
Jun Xiqing smiled, her long lashes concealing all the emotions in her eyes. "Is that Duchess?"
Lu Yeming furrowed his brows, planting a kiss on her face. "You want to be the Duchess?"
"That's right. I won't marry anyone who isn't a princess."
Lu Yeming pursed his thin lips. "Oh, Duchess then."
Jun Xiqing was stunned. She hadn't expected him to really agree.
But the Duchess in his heart was Ye Ruge, he only intended to marry her as his consort.
She didn't know what he was thinking.
She quickly thought it through. He just wanted to trick her into his hands. On the surface, she would be a princess, but when she returned to the West Palace, she would be a side fei.
What a scumbag.
At this moment, her chest tightened. Looking down, Jun Xiqing saw that his hand had already moved downwards, into the collar of her white dress …
"What are you doing? Let go of me. "Jun Xiqing's breathing stopped as she struggled with all her might.
Lu Yeming's strong arm held onto her, rendering her immobile. His low voice was tinged with displeasure. "What are you arguing about?"
"…"
Jun Xiqing couldn't accept his intimate touch. Just the thought of his hands roaming around Ye Ruge's body made her want to vomit.
Turning around, she pushed him away forcefully.
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