Chapter 1401 - His Soft, Warm Gaze
Every inch of this place and every single item here was tinged by his aura. Clean, clear, mature, powerful.
Fluttering her long lashes, Jun Xiqing felt her heartbeat increase tenfold. She had never… slept in his bed before.
Women were very sensitive creatures. Sleeping with a man in a hotel room and sleeping with him in his personal bedroom were two very different things.
Before she could dwell on it further, her line of sight went dark. Lu Yeming was now kneeling on the bed over her and looking at her via lowered eyelids.
Jun Xiqing quickly sat up and tried to stop him: Lu Yeming, I am having my period. Don’t mess around!
Lu Yeming clutched her soft hands and placed it on the black leather belt around his waist.
Ah! Jun Xiqing felt like she had been electrocuted. She immediately tried to draw back.
“Restrain your filthy thoughts. I don’t have any intention of waging a bloody battle. You dirtied my pants so you must help me take them off. I am changing into a new pair.” Lu yeming smirked as he looked at her with a devilish glint in his eye.
Lu Yeming refused to let go but just continued looking at her flushed little face with amusement. Then he called her name in a low, hoarse voice. “Qingqing.”
His tone was laced with affection.
One’s heart could not help skipping a beat at that.
With her silky hair splayed across his bed, Jun Xiqing shook her head forcefully: No!
Lu Yeming kissed her little face and said, “I heard that if a man is constantly dissatisfied, he would get sick. I have been a monk for several months now. Can you bear to have me fall sick?”
He then placed her hand over his abdomen. “You stabbed me here. The wound just closed up and the scarring is still fresh. Feel it for yourself. It still hurts.”
Mm… Jun Xiqing caressed the wound on his abdomen. It had really scarred over.
Her heart softened. She traced his scar gently with her fingers, feeling guilty and pained.
With unexpected dexterity, Lu Yeming pulled the silk quilt over the two of them, covering them in darkness.
Jun Xiqing felt somewhat nervous. He was slowly pushing his way in, coaxing her and deceiving her. He was behaving playfully but still domineering.
Lu Yeming, what are you trying to do?
“Qingqing, don’t be afraid. I’m just kissing you. I am not doing anything else.”
Really?
“Really.”
…
An hour later.
Jun Xiqing realized she was just too naive. She was just a little white rabbit nearly swallowed whole by that big gray wolf. Drenched in sweat, wispy strands of hair were stuck to her cheeks and her forehead. He was still lying on top of her. Ugh! So heavy!
Jun Xiqing fidgeted uneasily.
Lu Yeming furrowed his brows and waited for his breath to stabilize before reaching out to pull aside the silk quilt covering them.
Fresh air rushed in and Lu Yeming gazed at the person below him. Her little face looked very aggrieved and flushed beyond description. There were crystal-like droplets of sweat on her long lashes, making one’s heart ache just to see it.
Now she had slammed her eyes shut, refusing to look at him. Her lashes were trembling bashfully. Seeing this, Lu Yeming’s deep eyes were full of amusement. He combed back her hair gently with his hand.
“Good girl, don’t get up. I will go to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe you off.” He gave her hot face an encouraging kiss, before getting off the bed. Jun Xiqing heard him hike up his pants and buckle his belt. That beast in gentleman’s clothing.
Nonetheless, she really did not dare to move. On her flat little abdomen were traces…
The sound of returning footsteps. Lu Yeming had come back. He placed a warm towel over her abdomen and helped her to clean it up.
Jun Xiqing fluttered her lashes and finally opened her eyes. She sat up and reached out to pull her disheveled clothing together, but not before shooting him a glare.
Lu Yeming took another towel to wipe her hands. Her soft, fair palms were all red.
Lu Yeming gave a devilish grin. “Next time, I won’t let your hands work so hard.”
Jun Xiqing harrumphed: At least you still have a conscience!
“So you have to get better as soon as possible,” he added.
“…”
Jun Xiqing suddenly reached out and snatched the towel from him, before flinging it hard at his face.
Lu Yeming didn’t duck. The towel hit his face and fell off. Even then, he continued gazing at her warmly.