Jun Xiqing, I'm going to kill you!
Jun Xiqing hadn't expected such a cold and aloof man like Lu Yeming to be so vulgar.
With a whoosh, Lu Yeming unbuckled his belt.
He was really angry.
She had really angered him today.
Jun Xiqing didn't want to fool around with him here. She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, opening her mouth and biting down on his Adam's apple.
Lu Yeming lost his footing. For the first time in his life, his long legs trembled violently.
His large palms pinned her slender waist against the wall.
Bam! Jun Xiqing took the opportunity to turn on the shower. The sound of water flowing could be heard.
Mu Yanfeng heard the sound and thought that she was showering, so he quickly left.
Jun Xiqing heaved a sigh of relief. When she looked up, she saw Lu Yeming glaring at her with reddened eyes.
He stood against the light, and the dim yellow light shone from behind him, adding a layer of dazzling and enchanting light to his delicate and handsome profile.
Dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, the West Duke, who had been famous since he was 18 years old, exuded a charismatic aura.
Even when he looked at you, his dark, demonic aura would make a woman's body go numb.
His Adam's apple had been bitten by her, leaving a delicate bite mark.
She kissed him there. No matter how she looked at it, she could smell the scent of sex that made one blush.
Had she been led astray by him?
Jun Xiqing wrapped her arms around his neck. She moved closer and licked the bite mark with her tongue.
Lu Yeming blinked his bloodshot eyes. He knew that she was trying to comfort him. She was smart and didn't want to go against him.
His large hands gripped her waist tightly, as if he wanted to crush her soft bones. "Don't give me that. Do you think you can just lick me like a kitten? Since when have I, Lu Yeming, been so easy to deal with in your eyes?"
His voice was completely hoarse.
Jun Xiqing knew that he liked it. His muscles tensed up, one by one.
Even the large palms around her waist were throbbing.
This was the first time she had seen Lu Yeming so aroused.
Lady Mei really had some skills.
What about the madam of Ah Jiao's Room, Bei Yuewu?
It was no wonder that Bei Yuewu was able to seduce Murong Lang from Dongfang Wanqing back then.
Jun Xiqing looked up at him with her bright eyes, writing on his palm with her fair fingers — -Are you jealous?
Jealous?
Lu Yeming narrowed his bloodshot eyes and looked at her coldly. His eyes were filled with disdain. "I've never been jealous before."
Oh.
Jun Xiqing pushed him away and pretended to look for Mu Yanfeng.
"Jun Xiqing, don't you dare!" Lu Yeming pushed her back again.
Hehe.
Jun Xiqing's eyes crinkled as she smiled at him.
Her smile was very mischievous, very intelligent, very happy, and there was even a hint of naughtiness, bright, and soft flattery.
She couldn't open her mouth. All the words were in her Spirit Eyes.
Lu Yeming felt his entire body go limp and weak. He furrowed his brows and suppressed the bloodthirsty aura in his chest.
After so many years, this was the first time he had lost control like this.
He didn't like it when she was with other men, and he couldn't bear to see other men covet her.
In the 26 years that he had been with Mo 'er, he had never learned the word' jealous'.
But most men's jealousy was what he was now. He couldn't bear to see his woman being tainted by other men.
Be jealous, then.
Lu Yeming reached out with his long fingers, gently stroking her nose. "Don't make me angry in the future."
He didn't like to be jealous.
Oh.
Jun Xiqing lifted her face, her fair, jade-like face was covered in collagen under the light, making one want to take a bite.
Lu Yeming held her soft hand and placed it on his black belt. "Put it on for me."
His belt had been undone just now, revealing a little bit of his underwear. Mm … it was black.
Jun Xiqing quickly retracted her hand.
"You're not putting it on? Then what do you want to do? "
Jun Xiqing knelt down and quickly put on his belt.
As she was afraid of touching something she shouldn't, she couldn't even take a second look at this man's body. Jun Xiqing was very careful as she put on his belt, her face slowly turning a suspicious shade of red.
Her skin was really good, delicate and delicate, like a freshly bloomed rose. Every tiny part of her skin was sparkling and translucent.
Lu Yeming felt as though his throat was on fire. He licked his dry lips and said hoarsely, "When will you be willing to do it for me?"
Jun Xiqing's hand trembled. What was this man like? He could make a scene at any time.
"The last time was in the Capital. I haven't touched you in a long time," he continued.
Jun Xiqing put on his belt and looked up at him — -Be more serious.
How was he not being serious?
Lu Yeming stretched out his hand, caressing her face. "Alright, can you tell me now what happened in the auction hall? Are you going back on your word and don't want to be with me anymore?"
Jun Xiqing's long lashes fluttered, writing on his palm — -I need some time.
"What do you mean?" Lu Yeming's voice suddenly turned cold.
— -Go back first. We'll be apart for a while …
Before Jun Xiqing could finish writing, he grabbed her slender wrist and his cold voice resounded in her ears. "Jun Xiqing, are you toying with me?"
Jun Xiqing shook her head, wanting to explain. She wasn't, she really wasn't.
She forcefully retracted her wrist and held his large palm. She wanted to open his palm and write on it.
But Lu Yeming's long fingers curled up, not letting her write.
"Jun Xiqing, I only need one word from you. I'm going back. Are you coming with me?"
Coming with him?
She couldn't.
If her guess was right, Yuan Ming had poisoned her.
Yuan Ming was infatuated with Bei Yuewu and hated Bei Yuewu and Murong Jiancheng's son, Lu Yeming.
Yuan Ming was here for Lu Yeming.
He wanted to use her to kill Lu Yeming.
If she continued to be with Lu Yeming, he would be in danger.
Jun Xiqing shook her head slowly.
She rejected him.
Lu Yeming let go of her, licking the right side of his face with the tip of his tongue. With a low chuckle, he turned around and left.
…
Outside the room.
Lu Yeming walked along the corridor and said to Fan Men, "From now on, keep an eye on Jun Xiqing."
"Your Highness, what's the matter?"
Lu Yeming's deep almond-shaped eyes were turbulent, but upon closer inspection, his eyes were calm again. "You'll know when the time comes."
An hour later.
Fan Men hurried over to report. "Your Highness, bad news. Miss Jun has gone missing. Yuan Ming took her into a car."
Lu Yeming's eyes darkened and he got into a sports car. The cold night wind billowed out his black coat, making him feel cold.
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