In the luxury car, Ping Ping looked at Jun Xiqing solemnly. "Your Highness, Elder Sister has been captured. Are you really going to send President Lu to Dongfang Ruoli's bed?"
Jun Xiqing looked out the window at the night sky. "These people are here for him. Why not?"
Ping Ping couldn't tell what Her Highness was thinking. Of course, she knew that Lu Yeming was a cunning man who was good at scheming and scheming. How could he be so easily fooled?
It looked like another storm was coming.
…
XX hotel, presidential suite.
Jun Xiqing whipped out her phone and sent a message. "Come to my room tonight. 8806."
8806. Her room number.
The message was successfully sent. Jun Xiqing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, her long lashes lowered as she looked at the message lying quietly on her phone screen …
Half an hour later, someone knocked on the door. The knocking was rhythmic and forceful, and it carried with it a habitual calmness.
Jun Xiqing walked over and opened the door.
A tall figure stood outside the door. Lu Yeming had arrived.
He wore a custom-made black shirt and black trousers. He was so clean and indifferent that he exuded a noble and disdainful aura.
The faint yellow light from the door shone on his handsome face. He was so charming that one couldn't take their eyes off him.
Lu Yeming lowered his deep eyes to look at her. His gaze moved downwards, roaming over her body.
Jun Xiqing had just showered and was wearing a white nightgown. The nightgown reached her knees, revealing her slender, fair legs. She wasn't wearing slippers and her snow-white feet stepped on the carpet.
Aware of his gaze, her round, shell-like toes curled up slightly, revealing a tinge of pink.
Lu Yeming walked in and closed the door behind him.
His large palm grasped her slender waist and he bent over to kiss her red lips.
Jun Xiqing turned her head to avoid him. "What are you doing?"
Lu Yeming nuzzled her face with his thin lips, taking in her clean, feminine scent. "You asked me to come to your room in the middle of the night. Don't tell me that you're asking me to watch the stars and the moon, talk about poetry and philosophy. I thought you asked me to come here to … do it."
"…"
Jun Xiqing placed her hands on his muscular chest, trying to push him away.
Lu Yeming reached behind her and took the green hairpin out of her hair.
In the next second, all of her hair fell to the ground.
Jun Xiqing's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't done it in three years.
Ever since she ascended to a high position, she had always tied her hair up.
Lu Yeming looked at her. Her long, black hair draped messily over her shoulders. Her small face was red and her teeth were pearly. Her eyes were the most alluring and they seemed to have been washed clean. She was just like a beautiful girl.
He took off, closing in on her.
Jun Xiqing took a step back, her slender back pressing against the wall.
Lu Yeming leaned forward, cupping her face and kissing her on the lips.
His clean and refreshing manly scent covered the sky and covered the earth.
Jun Xiqing felt dizzy from the kiss.
She started to struggle. "Go take a shower first …"
Lu Yeming refused to let go of her. He furrowed his brows and kissed her nose before moving up to kiss her forehead. "Let's do it first. We'll wash after."
"Go take a shower first," Jun Xiqing insisted.
"Ha." Lu Yeming gave a low chuckle. He opened his eyes a little and stared at her with an unfathomable expression. "I said, we'll do it first and wash later."
His words were simple and forceful, leaving no room for negotiation.
Jun Xiqing's tiny face was a mix of red and white. She glared at him with her watery eyes in embarrassment and anger.
Lu Yeming raised his hand, running his fingers through her hair and gently pressing it down.
To outsiders, he was just being intimate with her. But Jun Xiqing knew that he was pressing down on the listening device in her hair.
The listening device was so small that it was hard to see it with the naked eye. He pressed it down on his palm.
The person on the other end of the line must have heard some noise.
"The message I sent you three years ago was deleted? Jun Xiyan? "
He pushed her against the corner of the wall. Although his tone was questioning, he was sure of it.
Jun Xiqing looked at him and didn't answer his question. Her voice was clear and calm. "I'm not interested in participating in Country Z's affairs, but I'm being monitored by a mysterious person and you've been spying on me, hm?"
Her last word was raised. It was a slight pout, but it was the sharpness of a high-ranking political figure.
Lu Yeming raised his brows.
The corners of Jun Xiqing's red lips kicked up. She caressed his handsome face and said lazily, "What do you take me for? A cannon fodder that plays an extra role? Ha, you guys are really daring. "
Lu Yeming's eyes darkened. He couldn't help but look at the sharpness on her face. She was always able to amaze him like this.
The youngest daughter of the Jun Family, who had once been the most dazzling figure in the world, was now a political power holder.
He held her soft hand and said in a low voice, "Did you read my message just now?"
He knew everything.
From the first time she appeared in the parliament, he had seen everything she said and did.
When they came out of the movie theater, he found out the moment she found out about the text.
This man was frighteningly meticulous, even more so than three years ago.
He was asking about the message that was lying in her phone right now.
"I didn't read it," Jun Xiqing replied without hesitation.
Lu Yeming laughed. "Really?"
His deep eyes looked deep into her eyes. It was like an X-ray that could see right through her.
Jun Xiqing averted her eyes. "Really."
"Little liar, are you trying to scare me again?"
His tone was gentle and affectionate.
Jun Xiqing didn't like it when he was like this. He could easily act like he was deeply in love with a woman he didn't love.
Placing her hands on his chest, she wanted to push him away.
"I miss you …"
Suddenly, she heard his deep and magnetic voice. He said, "I miss you …"
Three years ago, before their wedding, he had sent her a message saying, I miss you …
Three years later, he had said it to her personally.
Jun Xiqing's pupils contracted and she stopped trying to push him away.
Lowering his eyes, Lu Yeming planted a kiss on her forehead. "Qingqing, you saw it just now. I know you saw it. Don't deny it."
"I miss you. Three years ago, when Mo 'er left, I dreamed of her countless nights. But I also dreamed of you.
"I tried to let go of Mo 'er and give myself to you. What I have, what I don't have, I will do my best to give it all to you.
"You didn't reply to my message and even blacklisted me. I don't know why I didn't marry Dongfang Ruoli. Actually, I don't need three years. I have a faster shortcut.
"Qingqing, I've said it before. That message still counts. I've been waiting for your reply for the past three years.
"Now, I'll tell you your answer.
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