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Lu Ye's deep pupils suddenly contracted, and the pride of the sky was like him, and he never thought that one day he would wake up in the lower position of a woman.

He rolled his throat up and down, the burning pain behind his back and the stimulation this woman gave him made him quickly lower his eyebrows, stretched out his big palm and pinched her slender waist, he hooked his thin lips, "What for?"

What can she do, keep him warm.

In this cold winter of heavy rain, it is the most difficult, he has a high fever of 42 degrees, his whole body is as cold as an ice cellar, it is useless to hold him, she can only turn over and produce temperature through the friction of the skin.

This is the most primitive way of heating.

Jun Xiqing has never been in love, the only thing about men and women is taught by him, it is not beautiful at all, and now she has turned over to a man, somewhat shy, and feels that she is obscene enough.

Xianchen's little face was red and white, and her black eyes were intertwined with innocence and charm, making her look alive.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the man, he had a wound on his back, and the back was cushioned with a high cushion, and the whole person was lying in a lying position.

His handsome face was pale, cold sweat was still breaking out on his forehead, and his curly eyelashes were quietly hanging down on his deep eyelids.

She had the idea of deceiving him.

The high-powered, Bo Hua is like a soothing Lu Yeming, and there is actually this day that fell into her hands.

Jun Xiqing raised her pretty little face, and then stretched out her little hand and pinched his resolute jaw, "What are you doing?" -you!"

“…”

Lu Yeming's eyes sank, and he felt that his lips were dry, so he stretched out his long tongue and licked his thin lips, "Say it again, huh?"

Jun Xiqing blinked the playful Yu Jie, "If you ask me to say it again, I'm going to say it again, I don't want to lose face?"

"Huh. Lu Ye stared at her faintly, and a low chuckle escaped from his hoarse throat.

Jun Xiqing's scalp is numb, although he is sick, but he has been immersed in the battlefield for many years, killing all his body, even if he is sick, people dare not invade.

"I'm kidding you, Lord West, you're warm, I can go down. "She's going to climb down.

But Lu Yeming's palm clasped her hand, directly clasped her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

Her delicate body slammed into his lean chest, and she was about to break free when a muffled grunt came from above her head.

He pulled the wound in his back.

Jun Xiqing quickly stopped moving, "It's not my fault for this matter, don't be angry with me!"

Lu Yeming hugged her, she had a small vest with thin shoulder straps, he buried his head in her hair and sniffed the fragrance on her body, and when the pain in his back eased, he laughed dumbly, "Then you molested me, how can this matter be counted?"

What's the matter?

"King Xi, I'm saving you, if you stay cold, you will definitely die!"

Lu Yeming lowered her eyes, her dry thin lips rubbed against her delicate face, "In order to warm me up, where did you rub me just now?"

“…”

Jun Xiqing's little face turned red, but she was not to be outdone and fought back, "The Lord of the West is really a bird's nature, no matter how you cover it, you can't warm it up, and it will warm up when you rub it!"

Lu Yeming raised his eyebrows, but without refutation, he pulled the quilt and covered the two people.

Jun Xiqing wanted to move, but now she was lying on top of him, this posture was too ambiguous-intimate-nickname.

"Don't move!" he said.

Jun Xiqing froze.

Lu Yeming hugged her, his deep eyelids overflowed a little sickly and tired, holding her in his arms, who was as soft as jade, he lowered his handsome eyebrows, "Don't move, I'm not the prince of the West this night, you are not Jun Xiqing, the disturbances outside have nothing to do with us, just hug them like this, keep each other warm." ”

Jun Xiqing's heart suddenly warmed, the rain was pouring outside, and the faint light inside was swaying, she lay in his arms, listening to the strong and powerful beating in his heart, and suddenly felt a little tired and dependent.

That's it, this night, she won't be Jun Xiqing.

She is only 20 years old, a delicate age with flowers and bones, if she can forget the responsibilities and burdens on her shoulders, she may live a simpler and happier life, and perhaps get more people's love and love.

It's a pity that she chose an extremely difficult path.

Jun Xiqing softened her body and lay obediently in his chest like a little milk cat.

Lu Yeming lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Actually, you have a choice." ”

"Huh?" she replied lazily.

"Even if you let you go and return to country Z, do you want to be a female general, or further, be a female president, what if you sit on a female president, the height is unbearable, the position of the emperor since ancient times is the loneliest, and the ordinary happiness and joy that a woman enjoys have nothing to do with you. ”

"Stay with me and I'll give you everything. ”

Jun Xiqing raised her head and looked at him with smart eyes, "Will you forget Sister Mo'er?"

Lu Yeming rubbed her little face with his fingers, Mo'er was a taboo in his heart, but he didn't know when he could talk to her so calmly.

Maybe like she said, she also loves Mo'er.

Lu Yeming shook his head calmly, "No, never." ”

Jun Xiqing hooked her lips and smiled.

Lu Yeming clasped her pretty jaw, "I think, I'll never forget you." ”

He stepped forward and pressed her forehead.

The two of them breathed intertwined, and in such a cold night, it was so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Jun Xiqing stretched out her little hand and hugged his neck, and whispered, "Me too..."

She will never forget him either.

Lu Yeming kissed her red lips.

This time the kiss was different from the past, he kissed gently and powerfully, and his hot lips and tongue tossed on her red lips, hooking her little tongue.

Jun Xiqing's slender feather trembled violently, and she hesitated and began to respond to him, like a green fruit, inexperienced, but sweet and delicate that people want to swallow in one bite.

Lu Yeming clasped her thin waist, and her rough palm rubbed around as if it were nothing.

The two of them had already done that kind of intimacy, and his slight temptation made her suddenly sober up.

"You don't..."

She reached out and pressed his big palm.

A layer of scarlet fell on Lu Ye's deep eyes, "What's wrong?"

"There is a knife on the head of the color word, you have such a serious injury in the back, you still want this, be careful to die on the bed!" she glared at him with a small face.

Lu Yeming hooked his thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "The more it hurts, the more I want to do it, it's a big deal to die on you, Qingqing, don't you want to?"

“…”

Jun Xiqing remembered that her unhappy early night was all his plunder, and her delicate body quickly stiffened.

"I don't want to, let go of me, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep. She wanted to go down.

But Lu Yeming pulled her into his arms, and he kissed her on the forehead...