Chapter 1140 - I’m Not Marrying You (1/2)

When Jun Xiqing looked at him, she saw that he was angry. Fluttering her lashes, Jun Xiqing looked him in the eye seriously. “You can’t lay your hands on me before we get married.”

Hearing this, Lu Yeming only threw her an impassive glance before he turned around to go inside the bathroom.

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In the bathroom.

Lifting his hand to undo his buttons, Lu Yeming took off his clothes and threw them aside. He switched on the tap and the water ran over his sculpted muscles.

Furrowing his brows lightly, he moved his hand down to relieve himself of those pent up desires. When Ye Ruge lowered her stance to pleasure him just now, he really did want her to continue.

Yes, he did like Ye Ruge too.

Their relationship had grown over many years, though they were just benefiting from each other. Jun Xiqing had come later. But somehow, he still rejected Ye Ruge, pushing her aside.

What was he thinking of just now?

He was still thinking about Jun Xiqing’s beautiful face. He just wanted to tease her, get intimate with her and unleash all of his desires on her.

Just regarding his physiological needs, he preferred Jun Xiqing. The saying was real, the things you can’t lay your hands on would always stir your emotions.

When she pushed him away just now, he didn’t force herself on her. He was surely going to have her next time, he would just let her be coy for a while and give her some time. This was going to make things more interesting.

Well, it was easy for men to get sick of women when they slept with them, he didn’t want to get sick of her that quickly. She was different from the rest of the women, she would always be privileged compared to the rest.

He only wished that she would never let him down.

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Three days later, Lei Ze officially became the President and they held a celebration party at the President’s residence.

Everyone let out a sigh in their hearts. This coup came so suddenly and ended just as quickly. At that moment, everyone’s gazes landed on that one person, Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing had come.

She wore a white mesh skirt, a veil over her face. With a lithe figure, everyone just couldn’t take their eyes off of her.

Someone was beside her, West Duke, Lu Yeming.

Confusion crossed their faces at the unexpected pair. Why was the West Duke with Third Miss Jun?

“West Duke, you haven’t kept your promise. It’s been three days and you haven’t made a public announcement that you’ll take me as your duchess yet.” Jun Xiqing pinned Lu Yeming with one look.

Lu Yeming raised his brows, his voice low as he said, “I will make the announcement, but not now.”

He took two steps forward, stretching his hand out, wanting to hold her waist. “Lei Ze is now Country Z’s president and this is his turf. Your two sisters and Brother Pig have been imprisoned and it has nothing to do with me. I want to marry Jun Xiqing, not the Third Miss of the Jun family, do you understand?”

Jun Xiqing raised the corners of her lips. This man was indeed a pro at power rivalry, he really calculated everything down to the letter.

Though he said he wanted to marry her, he really didn’t care about the Jun family at all, having no intention of helping them. Moreover, he hadn’t announced that he would marry her.

Well, she had already seen it coming.

Duchess…

How would he even make her Duchess?

He was just fooling her.

Jun Xiqing batted her lashes, hiding away her cold astuteness behind a lighthearted demeanor. This ‘fake duchess’ title totally ruined all her expectations and hopes for him.

Whatever.

Before his hand came wandering over, Jun Xiqing turned, her skirt billowed out around her. With her brows raised, she looked at him with a charismatic gaze. “West Duke, did I allow you to touch me?”