Jun Xiqing sat up and raised his small hand to slap his handsome face.
Lu yeming held her small hand that was flying towards him and stared at her coldly with his cold phoenix eyes.
“Lu Yeming, are you done?”Jun Xiqing’s lively voice was cold. “Don’t say that I didn’t sleep with Mu Yanfeng. Even if I did, so what?”
Lu yeming pursed his thin and cold lips into a white arc. She curled her red lips. Her bright smile contained a bright and beautiful provocation, as well as merciless ridicule and ridicule towards him.
“Qing Qing, you’re relying on the fact that I like you now. Even if you really slept with Mu Yanfeng, I wouldn’t be willing to kill you. That’s why you’re so unscrupulous, isn’t it?”
Jun Xiqing found it funny. From her point of view, she had broken up with him, but he didn’t think so.
He pestered her as a matter of course and even accused her of relying on his love.
“Just do whatever president Lu says.”
