Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

“Ah!” Jun Xiqing let out a shrill cry as she pulled her skirt.

A large hand reached over, picking the thin straps of her camisole and pulled it. “What’s this? Eh, there are some red stains on your camisole.”

Where did the red stains even come from?

Jun Xiqing lowered her head, flying into a rage. It wasn’t red stains, but the camisole was slightly translucent and the front of her chest was slightly red.

There was no way he didn’t know.

There was only one reason, he was behaving like a thug.

“Let go!” She hit his hand forcefully.

Lu Yeming really let go, leaning back on the seat as he lowered his eyes to look at her nonchalantly. At the same time, Jun Xiqing could feel herself losing all of her strength, her body felt so warm from the inside, almost consuming her.

She wrapped her arms around her chest, lifting her lustrous eyes as she asked, “Why am I with you?”

Lu Yeming took out a stick of cigarette from the pack, lighting it and the fogginess hid his expression away. “I took you from Zhu Qing.”

Jun Xiqing’s lashes fluttered. “You mean that my sister drugged me and sent me over to Zhu Qing?”

“Yes.”

Jun Xiqing lowered her head, hiding away the astuteness in her eyes below those lashes. A bubble of anger struck her as she snapped, “I can’t believe my sister did this to me! I’m her biological younger sister!”

Lu Yeming puffed on the cigarette, his thoughts indecipherable.

A tiny hand tugged on his trousers. “West Duke, stop the car. Take me to the hospital!”

Lu Yeming narrowed his eyes as he looked at her. “There’s no use going to the hospital. You need a man.”

Jun Xiqing’s pupils contracted. She needed a man?

What should she do?

It was true that her body was progressively getting warmer, hot even. Her legs were crossed as she squirmed uncomfortably.

The man lifted his leg, giving her a light kick with the tip of his leather shoes. “What are you doing? You’re getting comfortable by yourself?”

“…”

Jun Xiqing’s face was flaming red. She lifted her eyes to look at the man. His brows were raised as he looked at her legs with a devilish charm.

He was a sinner.

She had no idea it was because of the effects of the drug or because she was simply mesmerized by his good looks. Jun Xiqing looked at him coyly.

Stretching out her hand, she touched his thigh, her fingers slowly inching upwards.

Inside, Lu Yeming was unexpectedly flustered, though his facade remained cool and unconcerned. She had been drugged, the silent car suddenly becoming steamy. Her hand slowly traveled upwards and he felt as though a feather tickled his throat. His desires had been ignited.

His throat bobbed up and down.

He had never hidden his lust for her. He was a man and that beautiful face was to his liking.

His mother, his elder sister, they were both beauties. But it felt different this time, the way he looked at Jun Xiqing was one when a man looked at a woman.

“Be careful.” His voice was completely husky.

Jun Xiqing touched him, from his thighs to his pocket. She reached inside, finding his phone.

“West Duke, lend me your phone. I want to make a phone call.”

“…”

Lu Yeming froze, he hadn’t expected her to only want to make a phone call.

“Don’t you dare give Zhu Qing a phone call. If not, I’ll get a few bodyguards to gang-rape you right now.”