Chapter 249 Bookkeeping

Huo Lin's rationality completely collapsed. He raised his hand and tightly gripped Jiang Huan's waist, pressing her even more forcefully towards him.

“Jiang Huan…” His voice was hoarse and barely audible.

Jiang Huan let out a soft groan, but instead of backing down, she became even more excited by the tight fit and the restraint around her waist.

Warm lips traveled down to Huo Lin's Adam's apple.

She sucked awkwardly, as if she had discovered something interesting, and even gently ground it with her teeth.

"Ugh!" Huo Lin let out a suppressed groan, almost unable to control himself as he rolled over and pinned the person down.

But Jiang Huan seemed to enjoy seeing him lose control and restrain himself, insisting on maintaining her dominance, and began to haphazardly untie her clothes.

"I...I'll do it..."

Huo Lin lay back on the couch, his chest heaving violently. Looking at the little woman on top of him struggling against her clothes, which had pulled her shoulders half-exposed, he felt all his blood rushing and clamoring.

He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, but in the end he just took a deep breath and spread his hands out on the soft cushions on either side of his body.

She looked completely resigned to her fate, ready to be taken advantage of.

But those eyes, as black as the deepest night, churned with boundless desire, fixed intently on the person above, never leaving for a moment.

Jiang Huan finally managed to free herself from the cumbersome restraints, and her clothes slipped down, revealing more of her alluring beauty.

She looked at the emperor beneath her, who was completely "submitting," and smiled. She then leaned down again, completely surrendering herself to his embrace.

The candlelight cast the woman's undulating shadow on the light gauze curtains, hazy yet intense, intertwined with the man's suppressed panting and uncontrolled growls.

The night breeze brushed past the windowpane, but it couldn't dispel the enchanting spring light that filled the room.

The next day, as dawn broke, fine raindrops tapped softly against the windowpane.

Huo Lin had already woken up, but did not get up.

He lay on his side, propping his head up with one hand, looking at the sleeping person in his arms.

Jiang Huan was fast asleep, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes, her cheeks still flushed with the rosy glow of sleep, and her breathing even and deep.

A few strands of his loose black hair from last night were wrapped around his arm, feeling slightly cool to the touch.

Huo Lin reached out and gently brushed away the stray hairs from her cheek with his finger, his movements incredibly tender.

[Sleeping so soundly.]

[You were really bold last night, daring to treat me like that.]

He recalled Jiang Huan's drunken state last night, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

However, the way she took the initiative had a certain charm.

Huo Lin's eyes darkened, his gaze lingering on the edge of her slightly open collar, where faint traces of red marks left from last night could be seen.

[It seems she was exhausted last night, but who told her to flirt with me first?]

Jiang Huan seemed to sense something in her sleep, and unconsciously let out a soft moan, snuggling closer to Huo Lin in his arms, seeking a warmer spot.

Huo Lin tightened his arms around her, holding her even closer, and gently rested his chin on the top of her head.

It's raining outside, perfect, I don't have to attend court early, I can spend more time with her.

He savored this rare tranquility, his gaze lingering on her peaceful sleeping face, feeling utterly content.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Huan's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The moment consciousness returned, those fragmented yet intense images from last night flooded into my mind like a tide.

She gasped sharply, her cheeks instantly turning bright red, even her ears turning crimson.

Good heavens! What did she do last night?

She pushed Huo Lin down, forcibly kissed him, and... and even forced herself on him?

Oh no, I'm so embarrassed!

She instinctively tried to bury herself in the blankets and pretend to be dead, but found herself firmly held in Huo Lin's arms, unable to move.

Huo Lin noticed her movement, lowered his head, and met her eyes filled with embarrassment.

"Awake?" His voice was hoarse with the sound of early morning, deep and pleasant.

Jiang Huan felt as if his voice was hooked, making her heart tremble, her cheeks burn even hotter, and her eyes darting around, but she dared not look at him.

"Hmm..." she mumbled in response.

Huo Lin looked at her, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground, and his smile deepened.

[Tsk, now you're shy? Where did all that bravado go last night?]

However, this appearance is quite rare.

He deliberately moved closer, his warm breath brushing against Jiang Huan's ear, and teased, "Consort Zhuang was quite reckless last night."

boom--

Jiang Huan felt a surge of heat rush to her head, and she was so embarrassed that her toes curled up.

Oh no, how could he have said that?

He did it on purpose, he absolutely did it on purpose!

And clearly... clearly he was the one who was there afterward...

Jiang Huan suppressed the urge to cover her face, burying her face in his chest and muttering, "I...I was drunk then, it doesn't count."

Huo Lin chuckled softly, his chest heaving.

"Oh? Drunk?" He raised the last syllable of his voice, tinged with mockery. "Then who was it last night who pushed me down on the bed and ordered me not to move?"

Huo Lin pinched her burning earlobe and continued slowly, "And who is it that said I'm so hot..."

"Stop talking!" Jiang Huan suddenly raised her head, glaring at him with shame and indignation, her cheeks so red they looked like they could bleed.

Help! How can he remember it so clearly!

Looking at her shy and annoyed expression, with tears welling up in her eyes, Huo Lin felt a ticklish sensation in his heart, as if a feather had gently brushed against it.

So cute!

[Teasing her is much more interesting than reviewing official documents.]

He chuckled inwardly, but maintained a serious expression on his face.

"What? Is Consort Zhuang afraid to admit her mistakes?"

Jiang Huan was speechless, feeling both ashamed and angry, yet she could still hear his smug cheers in his heart.

Haha, it's so funny when she blushes.

What should I do if she gets addicted to teasing me?

[She looked beautiful when she took the initiative last night, and she looks beautiful now when she's shy...tsk, all my women are beautiful.]

"You!" Jiang Huan finally couldn't hold back anymore and raised her hand to hit him.

Huo Lin, however, quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her even closer into his arms.

"Alright, I'll stop teasing you." He chuckled softly, his voice full of affection. "It's raining outside, so we're exempt from the morning court session today."

He lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

"Sleep a little longer?"

Huo Lin's movements became gentle, and his tone softened, as if he wasn't the one who had just been teasing her so cruelly.

Jiang Huan was taken aback by his sudden tenderness. Feeling the soft touch on her forehead and listening to his little scheme, her anger subsided considerably, but she was still embarrassed and annoyed.

Hmph, she won't fall for that "slap and then sweet" approach.

She snorted smugly to herself, but her body honestly relaxed and snuggled closer to him.

Not having to get up early on rainy days seems pretty good.

However, she would remember Meng Lang's grudge.