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Her words made him stop. Then, at an extremely slow speed, he raised his head and fixed her with his dark phoenix eyes.    

    

Under the light, his face was pale. His usual cold face revealed a sense of vulnerability. It was as if the current him was fragile, as long as she struck lightly, he would completely shatter in front of her.    

    

Why did she feel this way?! He was clearly already a lieutenant general with a high position. With Jun Family as a background, in B City, or even the entire nation, very few people would dare to provoke him!    

    

Even a single word from him, an order, could decide something that would affect the entire country.    

    

How could such a man be weak? Or … Was it because of his illness?    

    

Lu Xiaorong finally reacted. Although Jun Zichen's expression wasn't good at the moment, it was no longer contorted with pain.    

    

"Are you feeling sick?" She couldn't help but ask, and then realized that with her current posture, her upper body was bare. The most important thing should be for him to not be impulsive.    

    

"Do you mind?" he asked hoarsely.    

    

"Of course …" "I will." She was blushing, her chest open and bare, which made her uncomfortable, especially when he was still straddling her waist, his hand still on her wrist.    

    

Gritting her lower lip, Lu Xiaorong said, "First..." "Let me put on my clothes. If you still feel uncomfortable like before, I can …"    

    

Before she could say the word "hug", her lips were kissed once again. "It's not enough, Xiaorong. What I want is far from enough!" He mumbled this under his breath.    

    

His hand slid beneath her body, lifted her skirt, and squeezed his fingers into her underwear …    

    

Where Is... Where Is... Lu Xiaorong's face suddenly turned completely red.    

    

She wasn't a little girl that wasn't familiar with the world. When Jun Zichen did this, of course she knew what he wanted, but she was completely unprepared.    

    

"No!" she said suddenly, and her body began to struggle again.    

    

"Afraid?" His voice rang in her ears.    

    

"Mm, afraid …" She answered truthfully, her voice choked. The fear of the unknown and the sudden change in him frightened her.    

    

"But even if you're afraid, I still want you." His lips dropped to the corners of her eyes, sucking on her tears.    

    

Only now did Lu Xiaorong realize that she'd actually cried unknowingly earlier. Was it because he was afraid of tears? Or was it something else?    

    

"Xiaorong, if you don't want me, you can push me away." Jun Zichen said, because the current him didn't have the self-control to let her go.    

    

Right now, her desire for her had overshadowed everything else.    

    

"Push me away, I will know that you don't want me, otherwise …" "You can only be mine, no one can change that …" Her ice-cold voice was filled with an unforgettable thirst, drifting in the air.    

    

Lu Xiaorong looked at Jun Zichen, the person in front of her was strange but real, his dark pupils imprinted with her face.    

    

He wanted her, but what about her? Was he going to hand him over to this man who he hadn't even seen three months ago? In the past, she had only read about him on the internet and in magazines. It wasn't until Xia Huanhuan and Jun Ziyan started dating that she found out more about him.    

    

When they met on the square, he had held her in his arms. Then, like a derailed train, everything went out of control, causing her to lose her sense of direction and could only follow his movements.    

    

Jun Zichen let go of Lu Xiaorong's wrist and gently caressed her cheek. His fingers slightly rubbed along the bone contours of her face, as if trying to imprint her face completely.    

    

His other hand began to pull at his own clothes, and with the movement of his fingers, his chest gradually appeared before her.    

    

He was lean but strong. He could see that his muscles were unique to men. They were completely different from hers.    

    

He was a man!    

    

This clear fact struck her mind like a bolt of lightning. It was as if for the first time she understood that he was a man and she was a woman, and that he and she were two completely different people.    

    

Her heart started to pound violently, and that feeling of fear rose up again.    

    

Instinctively, she pushed her hands towards his chest, struggling to get up from the ground.    

    

Jun Zichen suddenly lost the warmth in his embrace and reflexively went to grab Lu Xiaorong's leg. However, he stopped when he saw her trembling body.    

    

She still pushed him away, so she still didn't want him anymore!    

    

His Predestine did not want him anymore!    

    

"Haha …" "Haha …" He suddenly chuckled and used the last bit of self-control he had left in his body to pull his hands back with difficulty and tightly wrap them around his arms.    

    

The pain came once again, violently and violently. He knew that if this continued, his remaining consciousness would be completely destroyed by the pain.    

    

At that time, no matter how much she struggled and cried, even if she was extremely afraid, he still wouldn't recklessly take over her!    

    

"Don't... "Don't just stand there. Go to a place I can't see …" He panted as he stared at her. "Otherwise, I won't be able to guarantee anything …"    

    

Right now, even he couldn't guarantee his own safety! As long as she was by his side, he could invade her at any time! Even now, as long as he looked at her face, the desire in his body would continuously clamor and destroy his rationality.    

    

Closing his eyes, Jun Zichen curled up on the floor. His fingers kept scratching his body, leaving behind bloodstains.    

    

Lu Xiaorong looked at Jun Zichen in a daze. She could tell that after she pushed him away, his body was in pain again.    

    

Do you want to hug him? Did it mean that as long as she held him, he would stop hurting? She knew that he could have grabbed her ankle just now. He could have prevented her from breaking free, but he did nothing. Instead, he let her escape.    

    

The current him was painfully struggling, hoarsely calling out her name, talking about the Predestine, talking about the pain.    

    

How much pain must a man like him suffer to make him cry out in pain like that? To be able to make him so miserable and struggle so bitterly?    

    

His body was still burning. The temperature that he had touched her with was still on her body.    

    

But if she came forward now, she would do the same as before. He would … Do you want to make a phone call? Call an ambulance?    

    

She pulled at the torn clothes on her body as she tried to find her phone. However, just as he took a step forward, he suddenly stopped because of the sound of collisions.    

    

His body crashed against the tea table, as if trying to shift the pain away. The cup that was originally placed on the table fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.    

    

Seeing that his hand was about to grab the glass shards on the ground, Lu Xiaorong jumped in fright and shouted, "No!" Then she flew towards him.    

    

What was he trying to do?! Her heart trembled even more at the thought.    

    

For a brief moment, she thought of many images: the first time he had led her to this villa, when he had told her that what he wanted was love, a lifetime's love; how he had looked at her intently and told her that he would like her when she was there; how he had helped her drink and peeled crabs for her, protecting her in silence.    

    

These... No other man had ever done it for her, but he had. She was always envious of Huanhuan. Being able to get Jun Ziyan's sincere treatment allowed her to have such pure feelings.    

    

And now, wasn't Jun Zichen sincere to her? She had said that she hoped that there would be someone like Jun Ziyan, who was looking at Huanhuan with great concentration in the future.    

    

However, Jun Zichen had already given her such a gaze!    

    

Lu Xiaorong jumped onto Jun Zichen's body and desperately grabbed his hand to prevent him from touching those glass shards.    

    

His body suddenly trembled, and all the bones in his body seemed to make gurgling sounds. He looked at the hands holding his wrist in disbelief.    

    

This is... Her hand! And around him, surrounded by her aura.    

    

His chest heaved and his neck turned stiffly as he watched her embrace him once more!    

    

"Why …" he murmured. Didn't she already push him away? Didn't she not want him? Why didn't she run away, and luckily she came over again and hugged him?    

    

Lu Xiaorong blinked, but instead, she hugged Jun Zichen even more tightly, "Don't..." Would it be better for you to harm yourself and hug me like this? "    

    

If it was, then she was willing to hold it like this, always holding it.    

    

Once again, the pain in her body slowly faded away as she touched and hugged him. It was as if the tighter she held him, the faster the pain faded.    

    

"Xiaorong, that's not all I want." He lowered his voice as his body fell in love with the hug.    

    

"Alright." When her answer rang in his ear, he wondered if he had heard wrong.    

    

"You — what?" Shock flashed through her beautiful phoenix eyes.    

    

"I said, whatever you want to do, it's fine." Lu Xiaorong summoned up her courage and said, "I just realized that compared to my initial fear, I'm more afraid that you'll hurt yourself."