In one second, she remembered.
There was no pop-up window for free reading!
Someone came in.
She didn't need to turn around to know it was him.
Jun Xiqing curved her red lips. "Are you here to rush me? I'm coming …"
Her words came to an abrupt halt as two strong arms encircled her svelte waist, hugging her from behind.
Jun Xiqing's luscious lashes fluttered as she lifted her eyes. The dim yellow light shone from behind, overlapping their shadows on the wall. He held her gently in his arms.
His soft lips planted a kiss on her silky hair and he asked in a low voice, "You don't want to go back?"
Jun Xiqing shook her head. "No …"
"That's a pity. I've already ordered them to stay here for one more night. I'll get them to leave immediately." With that, Lu Yeming let go of her and turned to leave.
"Hey, Lu Yeming!"
Jun Xiqing promptly tugged on his sleeve.
Lu Yeming looked back and reached out with his long arms, pulling her into his embrace. Holding her waist, he lifted her off the ground and spun her around a few times on the spot.
Jun Xiqing laughed out loud, balling her fists and punching his broad shoulders. "Lu Yeming, put me down!"
"You're getting more and more daring. You're not calling me West Duke anymore, are you calling me Lu Yeming now?" He laughed.
"I'll call you Lu Yeming, Lu Yeming, Lu Yeming!" She called him a few more times.
Lu Yeming took two steps forward, pressing her against the wall. Now that she was lifted up, she wrapped her arms around his neck, their foreheads touching.
He furrowed his brows, smiling seductively. "I'll allow you to call me that all the time."
Jun Xiqing felt that this man was quite arrogant. "Hey, hey, hey, Lu Yeming, you're not the king yet!"
This was just a joke. When he really ruled the world in the future, Lu Yeming's name would become taboo. With Mo 'er's departure, all his loved ones had left him. Every night, he tossed and turned on the dragon bed, unable to sleep. His heart was in so much pain that he was in so much pain. But he could still vaguely remember this young girl's voice ringing in his ears, calling him Lu Yeming? Lu Yeming!
At that time, he realized that he had loved someone with an unforgettable and unforgettable love. He had also reached the pinnacle of power. However, the happiest and simplest time of his life was still that night in this small mountain village.
There was someone by his side who understood him, knew him, and had once loved him.
They hugged for a while and Jun Xiqing hooked her arms around his neck. "I want to take a shower."
"Hmm?" He responded in a low voice.
"What do you mean by 'en'? I haven't taken a bath for two days. Get someone to prepare hot water for me."
Two days ago, she didn't have the luxury. Now that she had the luxury, she wouldn't be stupid not to enjoy it.
Lu Yeming slowly put her down. "Wait here."
…
His speed was very fast. In a short while, a wooden barrel filled with hot water appeared in the small wooden hut.
Jun Xiqing stood behind the screen and took off her clothes. She knew that after tomorrow, the road ahead would be difficult, and so she felt that the time she had now was even more beautiful. She started humming a tune.
Lu Yeming stood tall by the door, his deep almond-shaped eyes fixed on the pretty figure on the screen. A fair hand was draped over the screen, and he could vaguely see the girl's exquisite figure and her long hair tied up in a bun.
She hummed a little tune. Her soft and pleasant voice was abnormally cheerful, and the air was filled with the fragrance of a young girl.
Lu Yeming's Adam's apple bobbed.
At this moment, Murong Ling personally came in with a bucket of hot water. "West Duke, where's Qingqing? This is really a beauty bathing …"
Murong Ling's peach blossom eyes couldn't wait to look at the screen inside, wanting to see a beauty bathing.
But he didn't see anything. Lu Yeming turned his body, using his broad shoulders to block the view.
His deep almond-shaped eyes landed on Murong Ling's face. He said impassively, "Put down the water and get out."
"…"
Murong Ling put down the bucket of water unhappily, snorting and leaving.
The room door closed behind him. When Fan Men saw him coming out in a huff, he went forward and asked, "Third Prince, did you make Master angry again?"
Murong Ling's devilishly handsome face was contorted in anger. "Who dares to make him angry? They are going to bathe together now and they are very happy."
"…"
Fan Men looked at the tightly shut room door. He hadn't heard that Master was going to bathe with Miss Jun.
But …
Fan Men quickly lowered his head, not daring to let his thoughts run wild. This was Master's private matter, how could he be allowed to pry?
…
Jun Xiqing hummed a tune as she took off her shirt, revealing a singlet with thin straps. At this moment, she heard steady footsteps. Someone had entered.
Who was it?
Jun Xiqing quickly raised her hand to protect her chest. Turning around, she saw Lu Yeming coming in with a bucket of hot water.
"You … you, you … hurry up and put down the hot water. Get out!"
Lu Yeming poured the hot water into the wooden tub and glanced sideways at her. Jun Xiqing was hiding in a corner, her hands covering her chest as she stared at him warily with her dark, watery eyes.
She was only 20 years old and had a face like a peach blossom. Her silky black hair draped over her shoulders. She wore a thin shoulder strap on top and a pair of long pants on the bottom. She had a small waist that could be easily grasped in one hand.
Lu Yeming's deep eyes were tinged with red. He was thinking about how deeply he loved Mo 'er and how he was willing to protect her for the rest of his life. But he had never had any thoughts about Mo' er. Mo 'er was the holy goddess in his heart. All these years, every time he thought about her, he felt that it was blasphemy.
But facing Jun Xiqing, three years ago, when she rode a wolf to the Capital, dressed in a white dress, she had stunned him. He had actually been attracted to her at first glance.
Only then did he realize that he also had desires.
He was only 24 years old. Although he was calm and composed, he was still full of youthful vigor.
Just like now, looking at her beautiful face, he couldn't control himself. He threw power and ambition to the back of his mind. He was as hot-blooded as a teenager and just wanted to be with her.
Lu Yeming lifted his long fingers to unbutton his shirt. His voice was already hoarse. "Let's shower together, hm?"
His' hm 'was extremely domineering.
He wasn't discussing it with her.
He was informing her.
Jun Xiqing blushed and went forward to push him. "Who wants to shower with you? Get out!"
Jun Xiqing pushed him all the way to the door and added, "Also, you're not allowed to enter the room tonight. You're going to sleep outside!"
They weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, nor were they husband and wife. Why did she have to serve him?
Lu Yeming stood outside the door. He had wanted to go in, but the next second, the door slammed shut in front of him.
He had been given the cold shoulder.
This was definitely the first time in his life that someone as talented as Lu Yeming had been rejected at the door.
There were as many women who wanted to climb on top of him as there were carps in the river.
Lu Yeming instantly furrowed his brows, his handsome face darkening in an instant.
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