Chen Mo sighed silently. This matter is truly difficult to handle; getting the Empress to accept the two of them was nearly impossible.
Lin Jingzhu hesitated for a mont and said, "Actually, I have an idea..."
Chen Mo asked curiously, "What idea?"
Lin Jingzhu’s pretty face blushed as she leaned over to Chen Mo’s ear, her breath sweet, "How about we just cook the raw rice into cooked rice?"
?
Chen Mo wondered if he heard wrong, "Cook the raw rice into cooked rice?"
"That’s right." Lin Jingzhu forced herself to remain calm, saying seriously, "Anyway, Mr. Chen has already seen completely and touched all over. I can’t possibly marry anyone else in this lifeti, so I might as well give myself to you. That way, Aunt can only be forced to compromise..."
"..."
Chen Mo’s mouth twitched.
If he were just an ordinary military officer, there might still be so feasibility.
But the problem is, he and the Empress have already poured out their hearts to each other, and they’ve held team-building events more than once!
If he really went through with this, the Empress would probably tear him limb from limb, and she might never speak to him again in this lifeti!
"By then, when things are settled, Aunt will have no way out. To protect my reputation, she will have to sanction our marriage, and by then we can be together openly!" Lin Jingzhu’s eyes sparkled, the more she thought about it, the more she felt this plan was reliable.
Chen Mo cleared his throat and said, "Lin Catcher, listen to ..."
The words ca to an abrupt stop.
Lin Jingzhu’s hand had already ventured down while muttering to herself, "But how should this rice be cooked? I seem to rember seeing a related case in ’Washing Away Injustices;’ it’s like you have to catch this first, and then..."
Chen Mo shivered.
How could things turn to arrest officer just like that!
"Ahem ahem."
At this mont, a faint voice arose, "Looks like the treatnt should be over, right?"
Xu Qingyi walked over, lifted the veil, and looked at them expressionlessly.
Lin Catcher silently withdrew her hand.
She was so engrossed that she almost forgot there was soone else in the room...
"Mr. Chen, the hour is not early. Can you prepare to write?" Xu Qingyi said calmly.
"Okay."
Chen Mo stood up, ca to the desk, where brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were already laid out.
He sat on the chair, pondered for a mont, and was just about to start writing when Xu Qingyi said, "Mr. Chen, wait a mont."
"What’s wrong?"
Chen Mo turned his head to look, and his expression imdiately froze.
Only to see Xu Qingyi loosen her collar and slowly remove her long gown.
Beneath a delicate collarbone, a red lace underwear lifted a heavy chest, revealing a large expanse of creamy skin. The waistband abruptly narrowed, perfectly outlining her hips and waist.
Two black stockings wrapped around her legs, their edges pressing into flesh, leaving faint depressions.
"I rember you said, Mr. Chen, that writing requires inspiration. To ensure the quality of the work, I’ll cooperate with you like last ti."
After saying that, Xu Qingyi directly lifted her leg and straddled him.
The two were now face-to-face, with only a thin layer of clothing between them, the sensation extraordinarily clear, even able to feel that plumpness...
"Director Xu, what are you..."
"Mind won’s business less, focus on writing your book."
Xu Qingyi glanced at Lin Jingzhu, seeing her face alternating between red and white, a slight, provoking smile raised at the edge of her lips, embracing him even tighter.
"..."
Chen Mo’s cheeks sunk into clouds.
Were these two taking turns throwing themselves at him?
He originally thought it would be a brutal Chaotic Scene, how co he felt like he was the only one benefiting?
"Mmm..."
"Why, why are you biting ?" Xu Qingyi shivered.
Chen Mo mumbled indistinctly, "You’re blocking my view..."
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