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He raised his eyebrows and a brilliant light shone in his eyes. He lifted his hand and placed his fingers on her lips, gently caressing her soft lips. "There are some words that if you say it, will last for the rest of my life."    

    

"Huh?" Her face reddened, and she focused all her attention on his fingers. Her lips were burning hot, and his fingers, as if possessed, continued to tempt her … Thus, she did something that she would never have thought of.    

    

Her lips opened gently just like that, and caught Jun Zichen's fingers.    

    

At that moment, Jun Zichen was stunned. Lu Xiaorong had the urge to beat him to death. She … She … What was she doing!? Tease him? This scene was just like some idol dramas: extremely ambiguous!    

    

Xiaorong's heart was beating rapidly, but she was still calm on the surface as she slowly spit out Jun Zichen's index finger.    

    

Her slender fingers were still stained with her crystal clear saliva. Lu Xiaorong pulled out a tissue as if she wanted to help wipe the saliva on his fingers.    

    

Unexpectedly, Jun Zichen said, "No need." As he spoke, he put his finger to his lips and licked the tip of his tongue that was stained with her saliva.    

    

This kind of action, coupled with his ice-cold face, was filled with a forbidding charm. It caused Lu Xiaorong's mouth to instantly turn dry! Finally, he had experienced what it meant to be unattractive and lecherous. The ancients truly didn't bully him!    

    

"Sofia." It was only when Jun Zichen spoke again that Lili finally came back to her senses.    

    

"What?" she murmured.    

    

"If one day I say love to anyone, then I must be really in love." He looked at her steadily. Those three words, he would never say to a second person in his life.    

    

Only because when he was young, he knew that he would only fall in love with one person in his lifetime!    

    

His Predestine!    

    

Lu Xiaorong's mind was still in a mess when she got out of the luxury car. Jun Zichen really did as he said, he just came to see her.    

    

"Sleep early. I'll come pick you up tomorrow morning." Jun Zichen said to Lu Xiaorong before he saw her to the door of the dorm.    

    

"No need, Huanhuan has already arranged everything for me. There will be a driver coming to take me there tomorrow." She waved her hand.    

    

"Wait for me tomorrow morning. Be obedient." he said, not giving her the slightest leeway to bargain, and patting her lightly on the top of her head.    

    

Lu Xiaorong was embarrassed. Was this considered an order? However, his actions made her feel as if he was treating a pet.    

    

Of course, comparing himself to a pet, it didn't seem right!    

    

However, Jun Zichen's words had the aura of someone in a higher position, which made people want to obey him. Lu Xiaorong didn't refute him and accepted it obediently.    

    

Jun Zichen drove the car away. Lu Xiaorong touched the top of her head, where his palm was still warm.    

    

When they got back to their room, Guan Yanyan immediately began interrogating, "Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with Jun Zichen?"    

    

Lu Xiaorong was really asking the wrong question. Her relationship with Jun Zichen was something she couldn't understand, but it didn't seem like it to her at all. Single love and suitors didn't seem to be the same, but normal friends didn't seem to have any, so she would ask for a lifetime's worth of love.    

    

Seeing how Lili was silent for a long time, Guan Yanyan suddenly seemed to be enlightened. She flew over and said, "Xiaorong, it can't be that you were taken care of by Jun Zichen, right?" After all, Jun Zichen had sent Xiaorong to the dorm once before. The scene of the two of them embracing during the military parade in the People's Square was a lot of videos online.    

    

Lu Xiaorong nearly rolled out of bed. "Nurturing?" She sensed that her voice was out of tune.    

    

Guan Yanyan nodded in excitement. "Isn't that what all of them say? For example, the female protagonist has no other choice, or there's some helpless reason, but when the male protagonist takes a fancy to her, then …"    

    

"Stop, stop, Stp!" Do you think I'm the kind of person who would be kept? "Which woman in the house would eat seven dollars worth of cold skin?    

    

"Ugh …" "It doesn't look like it." Guan Yanyan smiled in embarrassment, "Then what is your relationship with Jun Zichen?"    

    

"Ugh …" Chat with your friends. " Lu Xiaorong considered for a long time before she thought of this phrase. Thinking about it, she and Jun Zichen seemed to have chatted over the phone for the past month, so they could be considered friends now.    

    

The next morning, when Guan Yanyan saw Jun Zichen come to pick up Lu Xiaorong, she leaned on her bird's nest and whispered into Lu Xiaorong's ear, "Is this a friendly chat?"    

    

"Mm, yes." Lu Xiaorong answered seriously and then got into Jun Zichen's car.    

    

Jun Zichen was wearing a black suit today. He didn't look as strict as when he wore the military uniform yesterday. He looked more like a noble young master from the upper class.    

    

Of course, he was one of the top young masters of B City! Lu Xiaorong thought to herself, "I need to go to the stylist first, my bridesmaid attire is still there. Do you know how to get there?"    

    

"I know, I asked Ziyan yesterday." Jun Zichen replied.    

    

She was somewhat surprised by his meticulous thoughts. She had thought that a man like him would definitely not think of such things.    

    

"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Jun Zichen asked as he drove.    

    

"Not bad." She couldn't bring herself to say that last night, lying in bed, her mind was full of the way he licked his fingers, so much so that she had to count the lambs until she finally fell asleep, counting more than three thousand. "What about you? Did you sleep well? " she asked.    

    

"Not really." he replied.    

    

"Huh?" For a moment she didn't know what to say. He thought for a moment, then changed the subject, "Are there a lot of people attending today's wedding?"    

    

"There shouldn't be too few people." he said, glancing at her. "Nervous?"    

    

"Quite nervous." She nodded honestly, "Besides, my alcohol tolerance isn't very good. At that time, I'll have to help stop the bar for Huanhuan. If I drink too much and get drunk, I'm afraid I'll start talking nonsense." She believed that her wine was definitely not of the best quality.    

    

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." He reached out a hand and squeezed her hand, which was resting on his knee.    

    

It was a simple action, but it carried a sense of comfort. Lu Xiaorong felt that her originally tense mood had calmed down due to Jun Zichen's action.    

    

Lifting her eyes slightly, she looked towards him.    

    

"I'll take care of everything. Even if you get drunk and say something you shouldn't have said or done, nothing will happen." he promised.    

    

That was a guarantee that he would make as soon as he said it. Suddenly, Lu Xiaorong felt as if Jun Zichen was her backer. No matter what happened, he would let her lean on him!    

    

— —    

    

In the lounge of the church, Jun Ziyan was wearing a white suit and sitting on a chair. His eyes were closed tightly, while his right hand was pressing on his left wrist and stroking the bracelet on his wrist.    

    

Today, they had finally arrived. Immediately … In a little while, Huanhuan would make an oath to him in front of God, that she would marry him! It would completely and thoroughly belong to him!    

    

However … Why was he still worried, why was he still afraid?    

    

What appeared in his mind was the picture of him on the ground at his feet that night. The him in the picture, the him ten years ago, had been photographed in a miserable state.    

    

She had already seen the photos, and even though she had said that she didn't mind, he …    

    

"Ziyan, what are you thinking about?" Jun Haixin's voice sounded by his ear.    

    

Jun Ziyan slowly opened his eyes. His empty eyes no longer showed any emotion. "I'm thinking that I'm finally going to marry Huanhuan."    

    

"Are you unhappy?" Jun Haixin carefully sized up her nephew's expression.    

    

"No, I'm very happy. I've never been as happy as I am today." When he said this, his tone was as calm as ever, and his expression was indifferent.    

    

Lili sighed and put her arms around Jun Ziyan. "Ziyan, Auntie wants you to be happy. As long as Auntie can do it, Auntie wants to do it for you."    

    

Because the inheritance of the Blood Curse already had too many tragedies and too many unhappiness, but Ziyan was probably the purest person in the entire Jun's. She hoped that he could be happy and not be tied down by what had happened in the past …    

    

However, just as Jun Haixin finished her sentence, she suddenly felt Ziyan, who was being hugged by her, tremble violently. Following that, she was pushed away.    

    

"Ziyan?!" Jun Haixin was shocked. She saw the man in a white suit leaning on the sofa with a pale face, his other hand wrapped tightly around his shoulder. His fingers were pinching the fabric of the suit.    

    

His expression suggested that he wanted to vomit, but nothing came out.    

    

He's … Do you hate hugs?    

    

Jun Haixin looked down at her hands and recalled the time she hugged him. To Ziyan, physical contact was something he would passively endure on many occasions. It was like when he was young, he would be hugged like a wooden doll without any reaction.    

    

But now, he seemed to be showing a clear disgust. Moreover, this sort of disgust was more like an instinctive reaction of the body.    

    

"In the past, I've only ever …" "Ziyan, could it be that you …" Jun Haixin muttered, but her words were stuck in her throat, unable to come out.    

    

Jun Ziyan gasped for breath with difficulty as his body slowly recovered, "I'm fine, Aunt, I'm fine."    

    

"But you look like this, when you were with Xia Huanhuan? If Xia Huanhuan hugged you, would you have the same reaction? " Jun Haixin asked nervously.    

    

Jun Ziyan's face turned pale, but he didn't answer Jun Haixin's question. He only said, "There must be no mistake at all for today's wedding. I have been waiting for this day for too long."    

    

It was as if he was talking to her, or to himself.