Chapter 845 Even if I'm Pregnant, I'll Kill Your Son

In the luxury car, Pingping looked at Jun Xiqing with a solemn expression, "Nvjun, the eldest sister has been arrested, do you really want to send President Lu to Dongfang Ruoli's room?"

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

Pingping couldn't see what the lady was thinking at once. Of course she also knew that Lu Yeming had a treacherous mind and was the best at calculations and tactics. How could he be easy to deceive?

It seems that another storm is coming.

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XX Hotel, presidential suite.

Jun Xiqing took out her mobile phone and sent a text message, "In the evening, come to my room, 8806."

8806, her room number.

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

Half an hour later, the knock on the door came, with a strong rhythm and the usual calmness.

Jun Xiqing walked over and opened the room door.

Standing outside the door was a tall and jade-like figure, Lu Yeming came.

He wore a handmade black shirt and black trousers, which was clean and indifferent, exuding aloof dignity and scorn.

The dim light from the door illuminated his handsome face, which was so charming that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Lu Yeming looked at her with lowered eyelids.

Lu Yeming moved his hand behind her back and took off the green hairpin from her hair.

The next second, all the three thousand black hair she had tied up fell away.

Jun Xiqing's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't had sex in three years.

Ever since she took up a high position, she has always had her hair tied back.

Lu Yeming looked at her. Her long, pure black hair was messy on her shoulders. She had a palm-sized face with red lips and white teeth. Her eyes were the most attractive, and her gaze was flowing like a blue wash. She looked like a pretty daughter.

He stretched out his legs and approached her.

Jun Xiqing stepped back, her delicate back quickly pressed against the wall.

Lu Yeming raised his hand, inserted his big palm into her black hair, and gently held it down.

To outsiders, it looked like he was just being intimate with her, but Jun Xiqing knew that he had pressed the monitor in her hair.

The monitor was so small that it was difficult to see it with the naked eye. He pressed it directly into the palm of his hand with a casual movement.

The person listening on the other end should hear some noise now.

"The text message I sent you three years ago was deleted? Jun Xiyan?"

He pressed her against the corner, and although his tone was questioning, he was already determined.

Jun Xiqing looked at him and did not answer the question. Her smart voice was clear and gentle, "I have no interest in participating in the affairs of your Z country, but now I am being monitored by a mysterious person, and you have been monitoring me, huh?"

Her last word "en" was raised in an upward direction, with a touch of coquettishness, but it was the sharp edge of a person in a high political position.

Lu Yeming raised his eyebrows.

Jun Xiqing slowly raised her red lips. She stretched out her little hand to touch his handsome face. Lazy words escaped from her red lips, "What do you think of me? I'm just a cannon fodder? Ha, you really dare. "

Lu Yeming's eyes gradually darkened, deep and hot. He couldn't help but pout at the sharp and unmistakable expression on her slender face. She always amazed his eyes like this.

The daughter of the Jun family who was once the most beautiful girl in the world is now a political power.

He held her soft little hand and said in a low voice, "Did you read my text message just now?"

He knows everything.

From the first time she appeared in Congress, everything she said and did fell into his eyes.

When she came out of the movie theater, he knew the message as soon as she knew it.

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

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

"I haven't seen it." Jun Xiqing replied without hesitation.

Lu Yeming chuckled, "Really?"

His deep eyes looked deeply into hers, penetrating her like X-rays.

Jun Xiqing looked away, "Really."

"Little liar, are you trying to bluff me again?"

There was a bit of soft endearment in his tone.

Jun Xiqing didn't like him being like this. He could easily have the illusion of deep love for a woman he didn't love.

Two small hands touched his chest, and she wanted to push him away.

"miss you…"

Suddenly, his deep magnetic voice came to my ears, he said, I miss you...

Three years ago, he sent her a text message before the wedding, saying he missed you...

Three years later, he told her personally.

Jun Xiqing's smart eyes suddenly shrank, and her pushing movements stopped.

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

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

"I once tried to put down Mo'er and give myself to you. Whatever I have or what I don't have, I will try my best to commit to you for the rest of my life."

"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."

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

"Now tell me your answer."

He wanted her answers.

Jun Xiqing looked at him blankly, her head was confused, her heart was confused, and even her breathing was confused.

Yes, she read that text message.

Ping Ping was right in the car, but she had the right to know and the right to choose.

I miss you...

He said this to her now, speaking in an extremely moving and magnetic voice. A man of his status, even in front of Sister Moer, probably never lowered his posture like this, not to mention that his words were more important than Mount Tai. "I miss you" was the best promise of his life.

He would let go of Sister Moer and start over with her.

He had been waiting for her for the past three years.

Waiting for her answer.

But what was her answer?

Jun Xiqing looked at his deep phoenix eyes and shook her head slowly, "I'm sorry... I can't afford your promise..."

She refused.

She refused him.

Lu Yeming's eyes were as dark as the night, and no light could be seen in them. He asked softly, "Why?"

"Lu Yeming, your promise is the most tempting dessert in the world. No woman would refuse it, but they are different from me. They have never given you their true heart like me, they have not been calculated by you to have nothing like me, and they have not hit their heads and bled like me on you. I even doubt whether what you said just now is true or false."

"Lu Yeming, in my heart, you are always the big liar and bastard who bullied me!"

Listening to her words, one second, two seconds, three seconds... Lu Yeming slowly raised his thin lips, a little sarcastic, a little self-deprecating.

He thought she would refuse.

But he didn't think she would say he was a liar.

She didn't believe the words "I miss you" at all.

The tip of his tongue touched Jun's cheek, and he laughed softly, "I know, just pretend I didn't say anything."

He let her go.

Once the clean and clear breath on his body was withdrawn, Jun Xiqing felt that she could breathe.

His deep and powerful aura was so oppressive that she couldn't breathe.

Jun Xiqing immediately took two steps back and distanced herself from him.

After rejecting him, reality had to continue. Jun Xiqing turned her head and looked at him, "Go take a shower."

Lu Yeming put one hand in his trouser pocket, glanced at her lightly, and said with a smile, "Why should I take a shower?"

His eyes seemed to say---You sold me, and I still have to count money for you?

"...You!"

Jun Xiqing paused, yes, why should he take a shower, why should he cooperate with her performance?

Lu Yeming glanced at her coldly, turned around and left.

He was going to leave the room.

He just left like that?

Tsk tsk, the man who just confessed his love to her now turned his face faster than turning a book.

"Lu Yeming!" Jun Xiqing quickly stretched out her little hand and grabbed the sleeve of his shirt.

Lu Yeming stopped, and his slender fingers suddenly pressed on her fair shoulders, pushing her back.