How dare she teach Dongfang Ruoli this?
Lu Yeming laughed. This time, he was laughing out of anger.
Dongfang Ruoli looked at the man's tall figure and felt her entire body go soft. "Ah Jia, to tell you the truth, I really like you. I know I'm the Empress and I can't be reached, but I'm giving you a chance now. You can be my male pet from now on."
Male pet?
This was the first time Lu Yeming had heard of this term. He knew that women liked him very much. Just these two days alone, he had been labeled as a 'top-grade Young Master' and 'male pet'.
He lifted his handsome face and looked at Dongfang Ruoli with a spurious smile. "Empress, thank you for your favor, but I can't serve you."
"How can that be? Jun Xiqing said that you … that you're rich and strong, and that you're good at work. She said that just sleeping with you can make me feel like I'm in heaven. She has already recommended you to me, so I'll definitely … definitely give you a chance. "
"…"
Lu Yeming knew that she had sold him out. She had sold him out with all her might.
That little bastard!
"Ah Jia, come on!"
Dongfang Ruoli pounced on Lu Yeming.
Lu Yeming dodged to the side and Dongfang Ruoli slammed into the wall. With a thud, she blacked out and fainted.
…
Jun Xiqing returned to her room and started to sleep.
She quickly fell asleep and even entered dreamland.
But in her groggy state, she felt a dark figure standing beside her bed. She opened her eyes and woke up.
Looking sideways, she saw a tall figure standing beside her bed. Lu Yeming had come.
She didn't know when he had come, but his deep almond-shaped eyes were quietly fixed on her delicate face.
Jun Xiqing scrambled to sit up, hugging the blanket around her and hiding in the corner of the bed. "Lu Yeming, what grudge do we have against each other? Why did you have to pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare me?"
Lu Yeming looked at her. "You sold me out and you can still sleep. Let me see where your little conscience has gone."
He bent down and got on the bed, reaching out his long arms to pull her into his embrace.
"Let go of me, don't touch me!"
Jun Xiqing punched him with all her might.
But it was useless. Lu Yeming flipped over and pinned her beneath him.
"Little bastard, I haven't taught you a lesson for a few days, and now you're stepping on my head?"
He reached out to pull down her pants and directly spanked her little butt three times. "Pa, pa, pa!"
Jun Xiqing cried out in pain. There were definitely three red marks on her butt.
"Lu Yeming, you pervert!"
Reaching out, Lu Yeming pulled down the mosquito net. His deep almond-shaped eyes were bloodshot with lust. He got up on his knees and unbuckled the belt around his waist. "Then take a good look at how this pervert is going to take you!"
He was serious now.
He didn't know if it was because she had brought Dongfang Ruoli into his room, or because she was sleeping so soundly. Either way, he was furious.
Jun Xiqing's delicate body squirmed uneasily, trying to break free from him. "Lu Yeming, I dare you to rape me!"
The veins on Lu Yeming's forehead throbbed as he tugged at her pants, completely ignoring her.
But at this moment, he felt something cold on his forehead.
Lu Yeming's movements slowed. He opened his eyes and his cold, bloodshot gaze landed on her little face.
Jun Xiqing was holding a gun in her hand, pressing the muzzle of the gun against his forehead. "President Lu, get off me!"
Lu Yeming's lips slowly curved upwards. His handsome face flickered and his almond-shaped eyes were like two small abysses, looking extremely cold and disdainful. "Where did you get the gun?"
The smile on Jun Xiqing's face disappeared. "I'm the President. Is it strange to have a gun?"
Lu Yeming licked his dry lips. "Then you shouldn't have shown off the gun in front of me."
He flicked his hand, moving so quickly that it was a blur. With a thud, the gun fell to the ground.
Jun Xiqing's long lashes quivered.
At this moment, her vision darkened. Lu Yeming bent down and kissed her red lips.
Jun Xiqing turned her head, avoiding his kiss.
Lu Yeming kissed her face, her neck, tearing her clothes apart with his large palms …
At this moment, he tasted the bitterness of her tears.
He froze and slowly lifted his eyes. There were a few drops of tears on Jun Xiqing's face, falling down silently.
She turned her head, her clear eyes meeting his. "If you want to do it, then hurry up. I still need to sleep."
Lu Yeming felt a searing pain in his heart. At first, it felt like he had been bitten by an ant, but then it felt like he had been scratched by a kitten.
Letting go of her, he got off the bed. The man's expression was terrible, so dark that it looked like it was dripping water.
After pulling up his pants and buckling his belt, Lu Yeming stretched his leg out and kicked over a chair in the room.
The chair broke into pieces and there was a deathly silence.
Lu Yeming strode back, his long fingers pinching her delicate face, the tip of his tongue against the right side of her face. He laughed coldly. "Fine, you can pretend to be a chaste woman. If you don't want to, no one will force you. There's no lack of women in this world. Do you think I can only have you?"
He forcefully tossed her little face aside and turned to leave.
…
Jun Xiqing didn't sleep well. In the morning, Ping Ping knocked on her door. "Your Highness, President Lu is going back. He wants us to go to the palace with him. Once Your Highness has recovered, he will arrange a private jet to send us back to Country Z."
Oh, whatever he said. She didn't want to go to his palace, but he wouldn't give her a chance to reject him.
Jun Xiqing brought Ping Ping out of the house. A few luxury cars with the letter "A" on them were already waiting.
Ah Jia was gone and Lu Yeming was back to being himself.
"President Jun, please enter this car." Fan Men respectfully opened the back door.
"Thank you."
Jun Xiqing lifted her skirt and entered the car.
In the back, she saw Lu Yeming at first glance.
Today, Lu Yeming was wearing a custom-made black suit. The premium material was ironed perfectly and there wasn't a single crease on it. His fringe was pushed back, revealing his handsome face.
He sat on the sofa. His calm and steady aura exuded a sense of superiority and indifference.
But there was someone sitting on his thighs.
Dongfang Ruoli was sitting on his muscular thighs, her arms wrapped around his neck. She seemed to be acting coquettishly.
The two of them were very intimate.
Jun Xiqing wasn't prepared for this and walked right into their intimate scene.
At this moment, Lu Yeming glanced sideways, his cold, almond-shaped eyes landing on her little face. His eyes were as cold as an icy lake. He glanced at her indifferently before shifting his gaze away. He patted Dongfang Ruoli's perky bottom and smiled lazily. "Get down."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Dongfang Ruoli climbed down from his thighs smugly.
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