Chapter 1582 (2/2)

My love。

Before his death, Mrs. Xuanji left him a relic and asked him to give it to his beloved girl.

Three years ago, she accidentally touched his pendant. He brushed her away coldly and said it was not something she could touch.

She knew better than anyone that he wanted to give this my love to sister Mo'er.

It's just that he can't send it.

Jun Xiqing walked over, ”untie the buttons yourself.”

Lu Yeming took her soft boneless little hand and put it on the button of her shirt. ”What's the affectation? You've untied my pants and belts.”

“…”

Jun Xiqing untied his button, and the white shirt slipped down from his left Yingting shoulder, revealing the wound on his left chest.

The wound has scarred.

Jun Xiqing's slender feather Jie helped him change his medicine. She carefully tried not to touch his muscles.

She took a new gauze and wrapped it up for him. Just after it was over, Lu Yeming hugged her and directly pulled her to sit on his strong thigh.

Lu Yeming raised his hand and buttoned his shirt buttons gracefully and carelessly, but his deep eyes fell on her little face. ”Qing Qing, you have arrived at our son about your brother. I know you hate me, so don't let me go, stay by my side and torture me.”

”We got married and became my queen. In the future, if you want me to live, I will live. If you want me to die, I will die.”

”I'll only have you a woman in my life. I'll only have children with you. I can listen to you in everything except politics.”

Jun Xiqing sat quietly on his lap and was held by him. She didn't speak.

Lu Yeming stuck to her small face, rolled her soft thin lips on her delicate skin and kissed her red lips.

Kissing her delicate lips, he frowned and sighed comfortably, ”do you miss me these days?”

He didn't give her a chance to speak. He muttered hoarsely, ”I dreamed of you last night.”

Lu Yeming stretched out his long tongue and rang her teeth, trying to absorb the sweetness in her honey belly and dance with her.

At this time, a small white hand silently stretched out from his shirt collar and held the pendant between his neck.

Lu Yeming slowly opened his eyes, and the feelings in youlengfeng's eyes faded away. He lowered his eyes and looked at her.

Jun Xiqing stroked the my love with soft fingers and gently stroked in circles, ”I can consider marrying you, but I want a wedding gift. You give this to me, and I want your... My love.”

Jun Xiqing raised his spiritual eyes and looked at him with a smile.

Lu Yeming's face didn't change, but the air around him had quickly cooled down.

The whole room fell into silence.

Because she asked him for my love.

A few seconds later, Lu Yeming lifted her arm and pushed her away.

Jun Xiqing got up from his strong thigh. He immediately stood up, carried her on his back, and buttoned his shirt one by one.

take it leisurely and unoppressively.

Bo Huazhen.