Chapter 1401 - His Soft, Warm Gaze

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.


…

Jun Xiqing was totally speechless. What choice did she have? Reaching out, her little hands helped him unbuckle his belt. As she was sitting on the bed while he was kneeling on it, she was directly facing his groin area.
Gulp. She did not dare to look down at all. Tailor-made, western-style pants were so well-cut that even the crotch area was completely free of wrinkles and steeped with the fullness of a mature man. It felt somewhat… indecent.
Jun Xiqing wanted to take off his belt as fast as possible, but the more anxious she was, the more flustered she became. In addition, this was the first time she was helping a man take off his belt. Lacking any form of experience, she couldn’t even undo the expensive buckle.
How do I even undo this?

Jun Xiqing leaned forward to have a closer look.
At this moment, the door to the bedroom was suddenly flung open. Fan Men called out.
Master, Leader Mu… oh my god!

Fan Men was shocked. What was he looking at?


Your Highness.
Ping Ping had also come over.
Fan Men quickly shut the door.
Outside the room, Ping Ping looked at the closed door and then at Fan Men, whose face was all red. She looked at him suspiciously.
What’s the matter? What is President Lu and Her Highness doing inside?

Fan Men looked at Ping Ping uncomfortably.
After hesitating a few seconds, Fan Men reached out to hug Ping Ping’s waist and sneaked a kiss on her cheek.
Aiya, what are you doing!

Ping Ping glared at Fan Men as she flushed in embarrassed anger, before turning to flee.
…
Inside the room.
Jun Xiqing knew Fan Men had misunderstood. Her blushing little face was like a rose in fresh bloom and she tossed aside the belt in her hand and wanted to get off the bed.

Why are you leaving?
Lu Yeming stopped her.

Jun Xiqing looked at him with bright eyes: I am going to explain to Fan Men.

Explain what? Explain that you weren’t giving me a…
Lu Yeming didn’t complete his sentence. His blazing eyes landed on Jun Xiqing’s red lips.
Leaping up, Jun Xiqing leaped over and covered his mouth with her hands: Don’t talk nonsense!

Ha.
Lu Yeming chuckled. He pulled down her soft hands and held them in his own, giving them a squeeze. Then he pressed forward and pushed her onto the bed, pinning her there.
Her youthful, feminine body was slender and fragrant. Lu Yeming kissed her hair all over before leading her little hand downward…
Jun Xiqing was shocked. She had no idea he knew so many ways to bully her?
He was a dignified ruler. How was it that his head was filled with such dirty ideas?
Stop it!
Jun Xiqing struggled vigorously, trying to push him away.

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.