Jun Chenlan looked at Quan Ji's cherry-red petal lips, with some tempting white cream at the corners of her lips. Combined with Quan Ji's breathtakingly beautiful face, it was simply too beautiful to be true.

"You don't like cake?"

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Quan Ji asked with a hint of doubt.

Jun Chenlan felt like her brain was about to explode.

His breathing became heavy, his right hand clenched into a fist, his index finger forming a semi-circle, pointing to the spot of cream on Quan Ji's lips.

The fact that Jun Chenlan didn't point at people directly shows that her upbringing was indeed that of an aristocrat, elegant and dignified.

"There's cream stuck here."

Quan Ji blinked, then realized what was going on and smiled, "So what if it's stuck? You don't actually want to eat this, do you?"

Jun Chenlan sensed that Quan Ji's words were implied, so he quickly waved his hand and shook his head. The 1.9-meter-tall man looked incredibly clumsy at this moment, and he took half a step back, his ears turning red as if they were about to smoke.

"No...no need...you...you wipe it off yourself."

So cute.

Quan Ji felt that Jun Chenlan was truly a rare gem, one in a hundred years.

She approached Jun Chenlan step by step.

Jun Chenlan subconsciously stepped back.

Quan Ji asked in confusion, "Why are you stepping back? Don't you like me?"

"No." Jun Chenlan was like a big child, completely bullied by Quan Ji.

His eyes were naturally large, and they were as beautiful as if they were filled with a vast landscape; they were rare pure black pupils.

When a hint of grievance appears on his face, his pupils become exceptionally innocent, making one want to gently pat his head.

Quan Ji's cold, light brown eyes held a sharp and alluring quality, as if she were luring this naive giant into doing something wicked.

She said, "If you don't dislike me, why are you backing away? Am I that scary?"

Jun Chenlan shook his head again.

As the Imperial Marshal, the pinnacle of combat power across the entire Noah Continent, and wielding the invincible Emperor Sword of Xingyuan, Quan Ji's seduction is undoubtedly his greatest challenge.

His sexy Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he looked at the girl in front of him, somewhat at a loss for words.

"I...I don't know what to do."

"Then shall I teach you?"

Jun Chenlan felt as if she were bewitched, and nodded as if possessed, "Okay."

Quan Ji smiled, pointed to the corner of her lips, and whispered to Jun Chenlan, "Lower your head and kiss it off."

Boom boom boom—!

These words from Jun Chenlan were no less powerful than the ultimate energy blast released by a god in the mortal realm; they could blast him to obliterate and melt him into a sea of ​​infernal flames.

His handsome, fair face was flushed red as if it had been burned, and his eyes were filled with all sorts of emotions. His mind was blank and he couldn't think straight.

"Quan Ji, this is not right..."

Quan Ji tilted her head and said in the coldest tone the most innocent words: "What's wrong with that? Didn't we kiss live in front of the whole country?"

It would have been better if this matter hadn't been brought up, because once it was, Jun Chenlan couldn't control her breathing.

Both the frequency and the coarseness/lightness of the movements have become completely chaotic.

This was even more nerve-wracking than leading his millions of troops into battle. He was like a beginner in love, knowing nothing, being led by Quan Ji step by step.

Quan Ji's lips glistened beautifully, tempting him; no one could resist.