Sensing what he was about to do, Jun Xiqing quickly pressed down on his hands, refusing to let him go further.
Lu Yeming pushed her hands away and buried his face into her neck. He then picked the listening bug out of her hair and tossed it into the rubbish bin. He said in a raspy voice, "Are you really going to send me over to another woman's bed?"
Still warm all over from his persistent kisses, Jun Xiqing grasped the muscles on his arm. "As devious as you are, don't you have any tricks to escape it?"
"No. I will really go to bed with Dongfang Ruoli. In future, you will not be my only woman anymore. If Dongfang Ruoli tastes good, don't hope that I will continue to think about you and long after you."
