Chapter 1246 - Kissing Her Forehead. (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Yeming’s deep eyes suddenly narrowed. Even as a child favored by the heavens, he had never imagined that he would wake up under a woman one day.

He swallowed, the burning pain in his back and the stimulation this woman was giving him quickly bringing a frown to his face. He reached out to pinch her slim waist and said with a smile, “What are you doing?”

What else could she be doing? She was warming him up!

It was already hard enough to keep warm on this ridiculously cold night. He had a fever of 42 degrees as well and was as cold as ice, so just hugging him was useless. She could only climb on him and rub against him to generate more heat.

This was the most primal way to keep warm.

Jun Xiqing had never been in a relationship before and everything she knew about the affairs between a man and a woman had been taught by him. None of what he taught was nice at all, and now that she was rubbing on top of him to keep warm, she felt embarrassed, like she was too wild.

Her face was blotchy red, her dewy black eyes pure and innocent, making her look especially youthful, yet alluring at the same time.

She raised her face to look at him. His back was injured and he was lying with many cushions propped up behind him.

His handsome face was pale and there was still a sheen of cold sweat on his brow. His long lashes lay silently on his face and he really was a feast for the eyes.

Seeing him like this made her want to bully him.

Who would have imagined that the powerful Lu Yeming would one day land into her hands like this?

Jun Xiqing looked at him and reached out to pinch his lower jaw. “What am I doing? Doing you, of course!”

Lu Yeming was speechless.

Lu Yeming’s eyes darkened to a smoldering black. He felt extremely thirsty and licked his thin lips with his tongue. “Say that again, hm?”

Jun Xiqing batted her eyelashes. “Am I going to repeat myself just because you say so? You think I have no dignity?”

Lu Yeming forced out a laugh through his dry throat and stared at her. Jun Xiqing could feel her hairs standing on end. Even if he was sick now, he had been soaked in blood all these years and was still terrifying.

“I was just joking. West Duke, you should be pretty hot now, so I’ll leave.” She started climbing off him.

But Lu Yeming grabbed her slim waist and pulled her into his embrace. Her delicate body tumbled into his sturdy chest. She was about to struggle free when he groaned softly.

He had strained his wound.

Jun Xiqing froze quickly. “Please don’t blame me for this. Don’t get angry at me!”

Lu Yeming hugged her. She only had a spaghetti-strap top on and he buried his face in her soft hair and took a deep whiff of her fragrance. Once the pain in his back slowly faded, he said in a hoarse voice, “What are we going to do about you betraying my modesty?”

Betraying his modesty?

“West Duke, I was saving you. You were clearly going to die if you got any colder!”

Lu Yeming lowered his eyes, his dry lips brushing against her soft face. “Where were you rubbing against just now to help warm me?”

Gulp. Jun Xiqing was at a loss for words.

Jun Xiqing’s face was burning red, but she refused to back down and said, “West Duke, you’re really despicable. No matter how hard I tried, you wouldn’t warm up, but the moment I started rubbing you, your temperature slowly rose!”

In response, Lu Yeming only raised his eyebrows but didn’t object. He pulled the blanket over both of them. Jun Xiqing wanted to move but she was sprawled on top of him suggestively.

“Don’t move!” he ordered.

Jun Xiqing froze.