In the luxury car, Bottle looked at Jun Xiqing with a solemn face, "Nujun, the eldest sister has been arrested, do you really want to send President Lu to Dongfang Ruoli's bed?"

Jun Xiqing looked at the night outside the window, "These people are coming for him, why not?"

Bottle Bottle couldn't see through what the female monarch was thinking, of course, she also knew that Lu Yeming was a treacherous person, the most calculating and scheming, how could he be easy to deceive?

It looks like another storm is coming.

……

XX Hotel, Presidential Suite.

Jun Xiqing took out her mobile phone and sent a text message, "At night, you come to my room, 8806." ”

8806, her room number.

The message was successfully sent, Jun Xiqing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and Yu Jie, who was as slender as a butterfly's wings, quietly covered it, and she looked at the text message lying quietly in her mobile phone...

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door, and the knock was rhythmic and unhurried.

Jun Xiqing walked over and opened the door of the room.

Outside the door stood a body as long as jade, and Lu Yeming came.

He wore a handmade version of a black shirt and black trousers, clean to the point of thin and indifferent atmosphere, revealing a lofty dignity and contempt.

The dim light at the door was gilded on his handsome face, which was charming and couldn't take your eyes off.

Lu Yeming looked at her with deep eyelids, his gaze downward, wandering on her body.

Jun Xiqing took a bath, wearing a white nightdress, the nightdress covered her knees, revealing her two tight and slender white jade legs, she was not wearing slippers, and her bare snow-white little feet stepped on the carpet.

Aware of his gaze, her ten shell-round toes curled up slightly, revealing a hint of pink.

Lu Yeming walked in and closed the door of the room with his legs.

The big palm clasped her slender waist, and he leaned over to plug her red lips.

Jun Xiqing turned her head to dodge, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yeming rubbed her pink face with her thin lips, sniffing the clean fragrance emanating from her delicate skin, "Ask me to come to your room at night, don't tell me that you asked me to watch the stars and the moon from poetry and poetry to the philosophy of life, I thought you asked me to come... Dry... Target. ”

“…”

Jun Xiqing's two small hands pressed against his slender chest, trying to push him away.

Lu Yeming wrapped his hand around the back and took off the hairpin from her hair.

In the next second, all the three thousand green silks she had gathered were scattered.

Jun Xiqing's heart jumped, she hadn't distributed it for three years.

Ever since she stepped into a high position, she has been in a curly hair.

Lu Yeming looked at her, her long black and pure hair was messily draped over her shoulders, her palm-sized little face was red and white, her eyes were the most seductive, and she looked forward to flowing like a blue wash, looking like a beautiful daughter.

He pulled his leg and pressed closer to her.

Jun Xiqing stepped back, and her delicate back quickly hit the wall.

Lu Yeming came up, held her little face with his big palm, and kissed her red lips directly.

The clean and clear manly aura on his body was overwhelming.

Jun Xiqing was dizzy from being kissed.

She began to struggle, "You go take a shower first..."

Lu Yeming refused to let go of her, he kissed her nose with his eyebrows, and kissed her forehead upward, "Do it first, do it and then wash it." ”

"You go wash first. Jun Xiqing insisted.

"Heh," Lu Yeming chuckled lowly, he opened an eye, and his unfathomable gaze stared at her eyes, as if smiling, "I said, do it first, then wash it." ”

His words are concise and forceful, and there is no room for criticism.

Jun Xiqing's palm-sized little face was red and white, and a pair of wet eyes glared at him in shame.

Lu Yeming raised her hand, her big palm shuttled into her black hair, and gently pressed it.

From an outsider's point of view, he was just intimate with her, but Jun Xiqing knew that he held down the monitor in her hair.

Such a small monitor is difficult to see even with the naked eye, and his careless movements directly pressed down on the palm of his hand.

The person listening on the other end should have heard a murmur by now.

"Three years ago, my text message to you was deleted?

He pressed her against the corner, in a questioning tone, but sure.

Jun Xiqing looked at him and didn't answer the question, her smart voice was clear and smooth, "I'm not interested in participating in the affairs of your country Z, but now I'm being monitored by a mysterious person, and you've been spying on me, huh?"

Her last word "En" is upward, faint and coquettish, but it is the edge of a political high-ranking person.

Lu Yeming raised his sword eyebrows.

Jun Xiqing slowly hooked her red lips, she stretched out her little hand and stroked his handsome face, and the red lips overflowed with lazy words, "What do you think of me, cannon fodder? Heh, you really dare." ”

Lu Yeming's eyes became darker, deep and hot, and he couldn't help but pout the sharp flamboyance on her delicate little face, she could always surprise his eyes like this.

The little daughter of the Jun family, who was once brilliant in the world, is now a political power.

He took her small soft hand and whispered, "Just read my text message?"

He knows everything.

From the first time she appeared in Congress, her words and deeds fell into his eyes.

The movie hall came out, and as soon as she knew the text message, he knew.

This man is terrifyingly thoughtful, even more so than he was three years ago.

He asked about the text message that was now lying on her phone.

"I didn't see it. Jun Xiqing replied without hesitation.

Lu Yeming chuckled, "Really?"

His deep eyes looked deep into hers, piercing her like an X-ray.

Jun Xiqing opened her eyes, "Really." ”

"Little liar, trying to bluff me again?"

There was a soft doting in his tone.

Jun Xiqing doesn't like him like this, and he can easily make such an illusion of deep love for a woman he doesn't love.

Two small hands pressed against his chest, and she tried to push him away.

"I missed you..."

His deep magnetic voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he said, I miss you...

Three years ago, he texted her before his big wedding, missing you...

Three years later, he told her personally.

Jun Xiqing's smart eyes shrank suddenly, and even the pushing and shoving action stopped.

Lu Yeming lowered her eyes, kissed her soft forehead with thin lips, and rubbed it gently, "Qingqing, you watched it just now, I know you saw it, don't deny it." ”

"I miss you, Mo'er left three years ago, and I dreamed of her for countless nights, but I also dreamed of you. ”

"I once tried to put Mo'er down and give myself to you, what I have and what I don't have, I will do my best to give it to you in the future. ”

"You didn't reply to my message, and even blocked me, I don't know why I didn't marry Dongfang Ruoli, in fact, I don't need three years, I have a faster shortcut to take. ”

"Qingqing, as I said, that text message still counts, and I have been waiting for your reply for the past three years. ”

"Now tell you your answer. ”