Chapter 1392: Jun Xiqing, I Am Going To Screw You!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

By now, Jun Xiqing’s delicate little face was completely devoid of any color. Her forehead shone softly with the sheen of sweat, as little tendrils of hair plastered against her snowy skin. She looked slightly ill and very piteous.

A sharp light flashed across Lu Yeming’s deep, almond-shaped eyes and he asked in a low voice, “What’s the matter?”

But she only shook her head in response.

Lady Mei spoke out at this point. “Sister Qingqing, you should make your decision now. Are you going to choose President Lu or Young Master Mu?”

Everyone was waiting eagerly for her answer.

Jun Xiqing batted her long lashes and lowered her eyes.

Then she lifted her feet and left.

She left, alone.

In the end, she didn’t choose anyone.

The whole crowd was in a furor.

…

After Jun Xiqing returned to her room, she sat in front of the vanity. Reaching up, she took off her veil. There was a small dark patch on her right cheek.

The dark patch looked exceptionally eye-catching against her fair skin.

It was like a flaw that had suddenly appeared on a perfect work of art. It was no longer flawless.

She slowly touched one finger against the black patch. All girls were vain. She once had a perfect beauty, but now she was disfigured…

Knock knock. Mu Yanfeng’s voice sounded out from the other side. “Xiqing, it’s me.”

Jun Xiqing didn’t choose Mu Yanfeng. As she treated him as a friend, she did not wish to make use of him. After all, she didn’t harbor any romantic feelings toward him.

But Mu Yanfeng was willing to use his family wealth to buy her from Ah Jiao’s Room. So she was truly grateful.

Jun Xiqing replaced her veil before opening the bedroom door.

Mu Yanfeng walked in and looked at her worriedly. “Xiqing, I’ve been very worried about you. Has your voice and face really been ruined?”

Jun Xiqing nodded. Yes.

She then took up a pen and wrote on a piece of white paper: Young Master Mu, I am very grateful to you. In the future, you will meet a girl much better than me. But that is not me, and this is not the place for you. Please leave as soon as possible.

“Xiqing, do you love Lu Yeming?” Mu Yanfeng persisted.

Jun Xiqing kept still for a couple of seconds before writing one word on the paper: Love.

It was only when he saw the word ‘love’ on the paper that Mu Yanfeng finally gave up.

Knock knock. Someone was knocking on the door again. It was a firm and rhythmic knocking made by strong knuckles.

Somehow, she knew it must be Lu Yeming outside.

“Xiqing…”

With a finger placed on her lips, Jun Xiqing made a “keep quiet” sign. Mu Yanfeng understood and kept silent.

Jun Xiqing didn’t open the door. The knocking sound continued resolutely. A low, magnetic voice drifted over. “Qingqing, you are mute, not deaf. Open the door now!”

His tone was demanding and straight to the point.

Jun Xiqing, “…”

Still, she didn’t go to open the door.

Lu Yeming stood tall and erect outside the door. He waited a few more moments but the door remained tightly closed. He raised his handsome brows and promptly lost his patience.

He glanced at Fan Men, who was standing beside him.

Fan Men reported in a low voice, “Your Highness, Young Master Mu is inside.”

Mu Yanfeng was inside.

Lu Yeming’s deep, almond-shaped eyes dimmed as a cold harsh aura radiated from him.

“Qingqing, I am not standing outside just so I can guard the door for you two. You’d better behave yourself or I will kill you both!”

His eyes shone with viciousness as he raised his leg and kicked the door.

Bang! The door seemed to shake on its hinges, bringing up a layer of dust.

Inside the room, Jun Xiqing was speechless.

This man!

It was silent outside now. Lu Yeming had gone.

…

He just left like that?

Jun Xiqing didn’t believe it at all. She had Mu Yanfeng wait a moment longer in the room while she entered the washroom.

Jun Xiqing shut the washroom door and stood before the sink. She turned on the tap and started to wash her hands.

A soft hum drifted over. It sounded like someone. Her eyes seemed to catch some movement and a jade-like face appeared in the mirror.

Lu Yeming!

Jun Xiqing’s eyes widened in shock. All she could see was his handsome face staring at her quietly. He had somehow managed to infiltrate her washroom, and was watching her with such a wicked expression.

Turning around, Jun Xiqing ran.

But she failed to escape. Lu Yeming reached out one long arm and her slender body crashed into his solid chest. He gripped her waist with his large hands and pushed her backward, pinning her against the side of the sink.

Let go of me!

Jun Xiqing pushed him away.

Lu Yeming bent over and kissed her on her red lips.

His kiss was as wild as a thunderstorm. He chewed on her lips and pried apart her jaws with his tongue, fiercely conquering her.

The kiss seemed to express the rage he was venting inside his heart.

Jun Xiqing felt suffocated and started pounding his shoulders with tightly-clenched fists.

But Lu Yeming’s kiss went deeper and deeper. He cupped her butt with his hands and lifted her onto the sink. He tried to squeeze his firm waist in between her legs, forcing her slender thighs open.

No!

Jun Xiqing clamped her legs tightly together, refusing to let him part them.

Lu Yeming opened his mouth and bit down on the edge of her lips.

A tearing sound.

Jun Xiqing shrank in pain and Lu Yeming took the chance to spread open her thighs, inserting himself in between them.

This position…

There was a knocking sound on the door. Mu Yanfeng called from the outside. “Xiqing, you’ve been inside for so long. Are you alright?”

Mu Yanfeng was outside.

Jun Xiqing instinctively squeezed her thighs shut again.

Lu Yeming’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. His deep eyes had a reddish cast. “Open up!”

His voice was a hoarse whisper by her ear.

Jun Xiqing realized she had clamped her thighs onto his firm waist. Through the thin clothing material, she could feel his perfect physique and sexy muscles.

She was so shocked that she quickly let go of him.

Her line of sight went dark as Lu Yeming burrowed his fingers into her hair and kissed her again.

Before Jun Xiqing could resist, he pushed her skirt upwards with one hand, while he started to undo his belt buckle with the other.

What was he trying to do?

“Xiqing, what are you doing inside? Are you alright? I’m coming in.” Mu Yanfeng started to turn the doorknob to open the door.

No! Mu Yanfeng was going to come in!

Jun Xiqing was so scared that she could barely breathe. She did not wish for him to witness this scene, so she pushed Lu Yeming with all her might.

Lu Yeming!

Looking at how anxious she was, Lu Yeming raised his brows wickedly.

“Ha.” A dark and dangerous chuckle rumbled from deep within his throat before he said nonchalantly, “This is what you get for being disobedient. Jun Xiqing, I am going to screw you.”