Jun Xiqing sat up and raised her hand to slap his handsome face.
Lu Yeming caught her little hand, his cold, almond-shaped eyes glaring at her.
"Lu Yeming, are you done?" Jun Xiqing's voice was cold. "Don't say that I didn't sleep with Mu Yanfeng. Even if I did, so what?"
Lu Yeming pursed his thin, cold lips into a pale line. Her red lips curved upwards, her bright smile filled with provocation, as well as merciless mockery and ridicule towards him.
"Qingqing, you're taking advantage of the fact that I like you. Even if you really slept with Mu Yanfeng, I can't bear to kill you. Is that why you're acting so brazenly?"
Jun Xiqing was amused. From her point of view, she had already severed all ties with him. But he didn't think so.
He was right to pester her and even accused her of taking advantage of his love.
"Whatever President Lu says, we'll do."
Jun Xiqing pushed him away forcefully and got up to leave.
She had only taken two steps when she suddenly heard a sinister voice. "Did I say you could leave?"
Jun Xiqing didn't stop.
Lu Yeming looked at her delicate figure. "Let me guess. You were the one who sent Mu Yutang out. You ruined Si Nan's wedding, so Si Nan drugged Mu Yanfeng with some aphrodisiac that even your blood couldn't cure. Then he sent you and Mu Yanfeng together so that I could catch them in the act.
"But Si Nan underestimated the capabilities of the youngest daughter of the Jun family. You played along and changed the people in the room. Mu Yanfeng hasn't left Si Nan's territory yet, right?"
Jun Xiqing gradually stopped in her tracks. She turned around and looked at Lu Yeming warily. This man was meticulous and had a pair of sharp eyes that could see through one's heart. He was indeed the chosen one.
"President Lu, are you threatening me?"
Lu Yeming raised his long and narrow brows and smiled faintly. "You could say that."
"Ha, President Lu, your good brother Feng Sinan sent the woman you love and have been pestering to another man's bed. He even set you up to see it. Instead of getting even with Feng Sinan, you're holding on to me. What's the meaning of this?"
Lu Yeming stepped forward, his tall figure casting a shadow in her line of sight. "If you hadn't provoked Si Nan, would Si Nan have plotted against you? You got yourself into trouble, yet you want me to take responsibility for you? Why should I stand by your side unconditionally? Qingqing, have you forgotten that you were pretending to be a chaste woman just now? "
"…"
This wasn't the first time Jun Xiqing had witnessed this man's eloquence.
"Come to my room."
Lu Yeming said in a low voice before leaving.
…
In the presidential suite, Lu Yeming took a cold shower.
A few minutes later, the door to the bathroom opened with a click. A gust of cool air wafted out and Lu Yeming's tall and slender figure walked out.
Jun Xiqing turned back. Lu Yeming, who had just showered, was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His shirt was buttoned down the middle, revealing a large portion of his muscular chest and six-pack abs. A black leather belt was wrapped around his narrow waist. That elegant and sexy figure was filled with male hormones. It was so perfect that it made one want to lick their screens.
His short hair was dripping wet, and his fringe had been carelessly wiped with a towel. It was brushed to the back, revealing his forehead that was like a heavenly axe and his handsome face that was as smooth as jade.
The Lu Yeming now was covered in a layer of mist, which made one blush.
Jun Xiqing cursed in her heart. What a demon.
Lu Yeming walked over and sat by the bed. "Help me change my dressing."
He gestured to the small medical kit on the bed.
Jun Xiqing wanted to reject him, but she suddenly saw something. He had only buttoned one button on his shirt, revealing the necklace around his neck.
love。
Before Madam Xuanji passed away, she had left this for him to give to the woman he loved.
Three years ago, she had accidentally touched his necklace and he had coldly brushed it away, saying that it was not something she could touch.
She knew better than anyone else.
He wanted to give Elder Sister Mo 'er his love.
But he couldn't give it to her.
Jun Xiqing walked over. "Unbutton your shirt yourself."
Lu Yeming held her soft hand and placed it on the button on his shirt. "Why are you being so pretentious? You've even undone my belt before."
"…"
Jun Xiqing unbuttoned his shirt and his white shirt slid down his left shoulder, revealing the wound on the left side of his chest.
The wound had already scabbed.
Jun Xiqing lowered her long lashes and helped him change the dressing. She was careful not to touch his muscles.
She took out a new piece of gauze and helped him bandage his wound. Just as she was done, Lu Yeming hugged her and pulled her onto his muscular thighs.
Lu Yeming raised his hand and started buttoning his shirt in an elegant and casual manner. His deep gaze landed on her face. "Qingqing, you've already used our son to pay for what happened to your brother. I know you hate me, but don't let me off. Stay by my side and torture me to your heart's content.
"We'll get married and you'll become my Empress. In the future, if you want me to live, I'll live. If you want me to die, I'll die.
"I'll only have you as my woman for the rest of my life. I'll only have children with you. Other than politics, I'll listen to everything you say."
Jun Xiqing sat quietly on his thighs as he hugged her. She didn't say a word.
Lu Yeming pressed his soft lips against her delicate skin and kissed her red lips.
Kissing her soft lips, he furrowed his brows and sighed comfortably. "Did you miss me these past few days?"
He didn't give her a chance to speak and just murmured in a hoarse voice, "Last night … I dreamed of you."
Lu Yeming stuck his long tongue out and licked her teeth. He wanted to taste the sweetness in her mouth and dance with her.
At this moment, a small white hand silently reached over and reached into his shirt collar, grabbing the pendant around his neck.
Lu Yeming slowly opened his eyes. The emotions in his cold eyes had also faded. He lowered his eyes and looked at her.
Jun Xiqing's soft fingers caressed that 'my'.
"I can consider marrying you, but I want a wedding gift. Give this to me, and I want your … my … my … my …" he said softly, "I can consider marrying you, but I want a wedding present.
love。”
Jun Xiqing raised her eyes and looked at him, a smile playing on her lips.
Lu Yeming's expression didn't change much, but the air around him quickly turned cold.
The entire room fell into a dead silence.
Just because she asked him for my.
love。
A few seconds later, Lu Yeming raised his arm and pushed her away.
Jun Xiqing got up from his muscular thighs and he followed suit. With his back facing her, he buttoned up his shirt one by one.
Leisurely.
Dignified.
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