Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

He wanted an answer from her.

Jun Xiqing stared at him in a daze. Her mind and heart were all in a mess. Even her breathing was a mess.

Yes, she had indeed seen that message.

What Ping Ping had said in the car was not wrong. But she had the right to know and the right to choose.

I miss you…

He had said this to her with his undeniably sexy and magnetic voice. A man of his status had probably never behaved in such a manner before, not even in front of Sister Mo’er. That ‘I miss you’ was probably the most heartfelt pledge he had ever made to anyone.

He was willing to let go of Mo’er and start anew with her.

He had been waiting for her all along over the past three years.

Jun Xiqing was pushed back several steps, until her knees knocked against the side of the bed. Her slender body fell backward into the big, soft bed.

Just as she was about to get up, a dark shadow came over her, as Lu Yeming’s strong body pinned her down. With one knee on either side of her, he gazed down at her imperiously. His straight brows exuded a coldly malevolent aura.

“Undo my belt.”

What?

Jun Xiqing raised her elegant brows.

Those deep almond-shaped eyes of his seemed to dance with amusement. “I said before that we will do it first before bathing. If we don’t do it, then I’ll be leaving.”

His meaning was very clear. He wanted to do it. If she was going to ask him for a favor, she had to show some sincerity.

That jerk just knew how to take advantage of others!

Jun Xiqing raised her leg to kick him.

But she didn’t manage to. He grabbed her snow-white foot with his large hand.

He started playing with her fair, smooth foot in a loving manner.

What was he doing?

Pervert!

Jun Xiqing’s face blushed a deep red and she yanked back her foot.

Just as she did it, Lu Yeming bent over and kissed her fiercely on the lips. He opened his mouth and bit her lips.

It was a real bite and his teeth pierced her skin.

The faint metallic taste of blood permeated both of their mouths.

Jun Xiqing started pounding at him in anger. “Lu Yeming, are you venting your anger from being rejected? Lu Yeming, you are truly despicable. Bastard!”

Instead of getting angry, Lu Yeming just smirked. “Yes I am. So what?”

“…”

See, she had guessed correctly.

She never expected the almighty Lu Yeming to be such a petty spoilsport. To behave in such a merciless and spiteful manner, and even attack her in revenge! Jerk!

Lu Yeming pried open her teeth and forced his way into her sweetness, hooking onto her tongue.

Jun Xiqing’s face turned flaming red. Her whole body went totally soft and limp.

At this moment, Lu Yeming flipped away and laid beside her. He then commanded in a hoarse voice. “Get on top.”

Get… on… top?

Such crude words.

Those three words that decided the position.

Fluttering her long lashes, Jun Xiqing bit her red and swollen lips, before flipping over on top of him.

She reached out to undo his belt buckle.

But she had never helped another man undo his belt before, and she was overly flustered. As a result, she was completely unable to undo it.

“Undo it yourself.”

Lu Yeming looked at the girl on top of him. Her skin was as fair as a freshly-blooming Japanese rose, her neck pink and slender, her physique delicate and slim. Any man would feel like conquering her and sullying her.

His deep eyes were tinged with lust.

Jun Xiqing suddenly thought of a very important problem. “There’s no condom here.”

She could easily get pregnant if he didn’t use protection. After all, she was a very healthy 23 year old girl, at the peak of her fertility.

Leaping off the bed, Jun Xiqing wanted to retrieve her cell phone to have someone get some condoms.

But one large hand reached over and snatched her cell phone away, tossing it into the rubbish bin with unerring accuracy.

“Why did you do that?”

Lu Yeming leaned back onto the bed in a lazy manner. Even now he looked diabolically charming as he gazed at her with narrowed eyes. “You still don’t understand?”

Pulling her into his arms, he gazed down at her flat abdomen. “You will bear my child if you get pregnant.”

“…”

He actually wanted her to bear him a son.

A country ruled by a royal family took bloodlines very seriously. There was no way an Emperor like Lu Yeming could be without children. He was 26 years old and in a nation as traditional as his, this was already considered a late age for having children.

Murong Jiancheng had also been constantly pestering him on this matter.

Jun Xiqing felt like slapping him but she resisted the urge. “I’d better not get pregnant. Even if I do, I will kill your son.”

“Then I will kill you.”

Dark, red-rimmed eyes flashed viciously as large hands pushed her nightdress upwards.