His soft lips lingered on her forehead. Jun Xiqing froze. She had seen him kiss Elder Sister Mo 'er's forehead before.
She had heard that when a man kissed a woman's forehead, it was an act of utmost love and tenderness.
Why was he kissing her forehead?
Jun Xiqing suddenly quietened down. Lu Yeming's handsome face twitched slightly, as though he had realized that his actions were inappropriate.
He bent down, his thin lips moving to her snow-white earlobe as he said hoarsely, "Do you like me, Qingqing?"
Although he knew that she had feelings for him, she had never admitted it herself.
She had never said that she liked him.
His low voice was filled with temptation and coaxing, as though he wanted to coax her into saying that she liked him.
Jun Xiqing bit down on her red lower lip, not saying a word.
She couldn't say it.
She didn't dare to say it.
No matter how intelligent she was, she was still a young girl who had just experienced her first awakening of love. Faced with such an opponent, she didn't dare to give her heart.
This was her way of protecting herself.
Lu Yeming understood and so he kissed her deeply, calling her name over and over again. "Qingqing … Qingqing …"
Jun Xiqing's stiff body slowly softened, turning into a puddle of water in his strong chest.
On a night like this, he wasn't the West Duke and she wasn't Jun Xiqing.
He had an unforgettable love in his heart and she had a responsibility that she couldn't abandon. They were destined to never be together.
But now, they were snuggling together, using each other's body heat to keep themselves warm. They didn't care about the past or the future.
Now, it was just him and her.
Lu Yeming kissed her, his long fingers undoing the thin straps on her smooth shoulders. Jun Xiqing's eyes reddened and she murmured, "It … it hurts …"
"Where does it hurt? It doesn't hurt, Qingqing. "
He kissed her eyes.
Tears welled up in Jun Xiqing's eyes and large droplets of tears rolled down her cheeks. He had a noble bloodline and was a gentleman. He could even take pity on Ye Ruge. She was his woman and he would naturally dote on her. But this also created the illusion that his love was as deep as the ocean and as gentle as the ocean.
It was easy to sink into it.
Jun Xiqing opened her eyes and looked at him with teary eyes. "Look, you're bullying me again."
Lu Yeming looked at her, his heart rippling. He slowly closed his eyes. "Qingqing, be good. I'll dote on you …"
In the years that followed, both of them were already in high positions, able to reach for the stars. However, on this stormy night, their drunken love had dissipated with the passage of time, but when one thought back to it, they still felt a deep passion burning in their bones.
He and she are doomed to lose.
But they're trying to catch something.
Young people like them still didn't understand those things that seemed to exist and not exist.
…
The next morning.
The heavy rain last night had cleared up this morning, and the sun was shining brightly.
The doctor said in surprise, "Sir, you suffered such a serious injury, your wound is infected, and you have a high fever, but you actually survived last night. This is truly a miracle."
The wound on his back had already been treated. Lu Yeming got up, picking out a clean set of black clothes and putting them on.
His upper body was bare, his tanned muscles showing healthy lines. His waist was tight and his abs were defined. He was wearing a pair of black trousers, which accentuated his long legs.
Lu Yeming's figure was very good. He looked thin when he wore clothes, but he also looked well-cut when he took off his clothes. It wasn't exaggerated, but it was so attractive that it made one blush.
He put on the clean set of black clothes and took off a jade pendant that he always carried with him, handing it to the doctor. "Thank you for your help last night."
The doctor wasn't a greedy person, but he could tell that this jade pendant was no ordinary item at first glance. Looking at Lu Yeming's dignified and mature demeanor, he guessed that this man was either rich or respectable, and so he served him even more carefully.
"Sir, you're too polite. The rain last night blocked the road ahead, so I'm afraid the rescue team will only arrive a day or two later. Sir and Madam, why don't you stay here for the night? I'll go and prepare some fresh vegetables for you."
This' Madam 'was meant for Jun Xiqing.
Lu Yeming didn't retort, nor did he show any emotions. He just nodded. "Thank you, doctor."
The doctor left.
Lu Yeming walked out of the wooden hut and walked forward.
There was a river in front of him. The water was crystal clear and there were a few women washing clothes by the riverside.
Lu Yeming stopped in his tracks, his deep almond-shaped eyes landing on a lithe figure.
Jun Xiqing was there too.
She was with the other women, washing clothes with her small hands. Those clothes seemed to be her undergarments. She was a little secretive as she washed them, and her small face was dyed red with shyness.
His clothes were already washed and placed in a clean basin.
"Miss Jun, that man in the house is your husband, right? Your husband is so handsome, we've never seen such a handsome man before."
The women gossiped and asked enthusiastically.
Jun Xiqing's long lashes fluttered. "He's not my husband!"
"Aiyo, Miss Jun, you're lying. There's only one bed in the wooden hut. Didn't you sleep with him last night?"
Jun Xiqing's face flushed red. She couldn't resist the attacks of these aunties at all. After washing the clothes, she stood up with the basin and emphasized, "He's not my husband, he's … my brother!"
With that, she turned and ran away.
The aunties snickered behind her. "This young lady is like a fairy, but she's still so shy."
Jun Xiqing stopped after taking two steps. She saw a tall figure standing in front of her.
Lu Yeming was standing there, looking at her.
Their eyes met, and the scenes from last night flooded her mind. She didn't know when he had been standing there looking at her. He must have heard what the aunties had said.
"Brother." At this moment, the aunties behind him laughed warmly. "Are you the young lady's brother, or her husband?"
"…"
So awkward.
Aunties, can we not talk?
Jun Xiqing lowered her head, pretending as if nothing had happened and wanted to brush past him.
But she sprained her ankle.
"Ah!"
She cried out softly and fell to the side.
"Be careful!"
At this moment, a strong arm wrapped around her slender waist and Lu Yeming pulled her into his embrace.
Their faces were suddenly close together, and his jade-like face kept enlarging in her line of sight.
The two of them were pressed together, their breaths intertwined. He was tall and handsome, and she was beautiful and delicate, just like a beautiful painting.
Jun Xiqing looked at him, fluttering her long lashes. She didn't know what to say.
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