Lu Yeming’s deep eyes suddenly narrowed. Even as a child favored by the heavens, he had never imagined that he would wake up under a woman one day.
He swallowed, the burning pain in his back and the stimulation this woman was giving him quickly bringing a frown to his face. He reached out to pinch her slim waist and said with a smile, “What are you doing?”
What else could she be doing? She was warming him up!
It was already hard enough to keep warm on this ridiculously cold night. He had a fever of 42 degrees as well and was as cold as ice, so just hugging him was useless. She could only climb on him and rub against him to generate more heat.
This was the most primal way to keep warm.
Jun Xiqing had never been in a relationship before and everything she knew about the affairs between a man and a woman had been taught by him. None of what he taught was nice at all, and now that she was rubbing on top of him to keep warm, she felt embarrassed, like she was too wild.
Her face was blotchy red, her dewy black eyes pure and innocent, making her look especially youthful, yet alluring at the same time.
She raised her face to look at him. His back was injured and he was lying with many cushions propped up behind him.
His handsome face was pale and there was still a sheen of cold sweat on his brow. His long lashes lay silently on his face and he really was a feast for the eyes.
Seeing him like this made her want to bully him.
Who would have imagined that the powerful Lu Yeming would one day land into her hands like this?
Jun Xiqing looked at him and reached out to pinch his lower jaw. “What am I doing? Doing you, of course!”
Lu Yeming was speechless.
Lu Yeming’s eyes darkened to a smoldering black. He felt extremely thirsty and licked his thin lips with his tongue. “Say that again, hm?”
Jun Xiqing batted her eyelashes. “Am I going to repeat myself just because you say so? You think I have no dignity?”
Lu Yeming forced out a laugh through his dry throat and stared at her. Jun Xiqing could feel her hairs standing on end. Even if he was sick now, he had been soaked in blood all these years and was still terrifying.
“I was just joking. West Duke, you should be pretty hot now, so I’ll leave.” She started climbing off him.
But Lu Yeming grabbed her slim waist and pulled her into his embrace. Her delicate body tumbled into his sturdy chest. She was about to struggle free when he groaned softly.
He had strained his wound.
Jun Xiqing froze quickly. “Please don’t blame me for this. Don’t get angry at me!”
Lu Yeming hugged her. She only had a spaghetti-strap top on and he buried his face in her soft hair and took a deep whiff of her fragrance. Once the pain in his back slowly faded, he said in a hoarse voice, “What are we going to do about you betraying my modesty?”
Betraying his modesty?
“West Duke, I was saving you. You were clearly going to die if you got any colder!”
Lu Yeming lowered his eyes, his dry lips brushing against her soft face. “Where were you rubbing against just now to help warm me?”
Gulp. Jun Xiqing was at a loss for words.
Jun Xiqing’s face was burning red, but she refused to back down and said, “West Duke, you’re really despicable. No matter how hard I tried, you wouldn’t warm up, but the moment I started rubbing you, your temperature slowly rose!”
In response, Lu Yeming only raised his eyebrows but didn’t object. He pulled the blanket over both of them. Jun Xiqing wanted to move but she was sprawled on top of him suggestively.
“Don’t move!” he ordered.
Jun Xiqing froze.
Lu Yeming hugged her, his narrow eyes tired and sickly. He frowned as he embraced the fragrant her in his arms. “Don’t move. I’m not the West Duke tonight, and you’re not Jun Xiqing. Whatever is happening outside has nothing to do with us. just keep hugging me like that to keep warm.”
Jun Xiqing’s heart warmed. The rain continued its tirade outside as their room was illuminated by a dim light. She lay in his embrace listening to his strong heartbeat through his chest as she suddenly felt so tired and dependent on him.
Forget it, she wasn’t going to be Jun Xiqing tonight.
She was only 20, still considerably young. If she could only forget the burden on her shoulders, her life would be so much simpler and happier. Maybe she would even receive more love from others.
Yes, she had already chosen the more difficult path. But for now, Jun Xiqing relaxed and lay on his chest like an obedient kitten.
Lu Yeming looked at her. “You actually have a choice.”
“Hm?” she replied lazily.
“Even if I let you go and you returned to Country Z to be a female general or even the female president, what’s so good about being in the Presidential position? It’s lonely up there and the joys and simplicity of being a woman would have nothing to do with you. Come with me and I’ll give you everything.”
Raising her head, Jun Xiqing looked at him with her bright eyes. “Will you be able to forget Elder Sister Mo’er?”
Lu Yeming caressed her small face. For him, Mo’er had always been a taboo subject. He had no idea when it happened, but he started being able to discuss her calmly with Jun Xiqing.
Maybe it was as she said, that she loved Mo’er as well.
Lu Yeming shook his head calmly. “No. I’ll never be able to.”
Jun Xiqing’s lips curved upwards and she smiled.
Lu Yeming caught her small chin. “But I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forget you either.”
He moved forward and lowered her forehead.
Their breaths mixed with each other. On this cold night, it was so silent that they could hear each other’s heartbeat.
Jun Xiqing reached out to hug his neck and said softly, “I don’t think I will either…”
She would never forget him.
And then Lu Yeming kissed those bewitching red lips of hers. This kiss was different from the ones they had in the past. He kissed her softly, yet strongly, his hot tongue invading her mouth to hook hers.
Jun Xiqing’s lashes quivered. Though she kissed him tentatively at first, she slowly responded more fervently. She was like a just-ripened fruit with no experience, but was so sweet and fresh he just wanted to devour her bit by bit.
Lu Yeming hooked his hands around her slim waist, his rough palms rubbing circles on her waist. They had already done this intimate affair before, and his probing suddenly cleared her mind.
“Don’t…”
She reached out to press against his large palms.
Lu Yeming’s deep eyes were red. “What?”
“The character for lust is written with the character for knife on top. You already have such a deep wound on your back and still want to do this. Be careful you don’t die in bed!”
Ha. Lu Yeming’s thin lips curled upwards and he said huskily, “The more it hurts, the more I want to do it. At most, I’ll die in your arms. Don’t you want that, Qingqing?”
Jun Xiqing was speechless and her mind brought up images of her terrible first time. Back then, he had ripped it from her without mercy and her body quickly stiffened in response.
“I don’t want it, let go of me. I’m tired and want to sleep.” She moved to get off of him.
But Lu Yeming pulled her into his embrace again and started kissing her forehead, his lips leaving a scorching tingle where they touched…
