Chapter 109 Desk Kiss

The hot breath came over me, overwhelming me with unstoppable momentum.

Chen Fu was held on the desk, her head forced up. The delicate chin was raised, and the whole person appeared under the eyes of His Majesty in a posture of sacrificial offering.

“Long live…” Shen Fu was very afraid of the way she looked, a posture that was completely forced to endure. He showed everything he had in front of His Majesty, looking as if he had no way to retreat.

This was not the look she was familiar with, and Shen Fu stretched out her hand and pressed against the Emperor's chest, trying her best to push him away.

But His Majesty is tall and strong. Shen Fu's hands were on his chest, but no matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't push them away.

"Your Highness." Detailed and dense kisses fell on her face, and Shen Fu struggled to avoid them.

Just as he struggled free, he was grabbed by His Majesty's palm the next moment.

His Majesty lightly lifted her chin with his bony fingers, and let out a light click of the tongue, with a faint smile between his brows.

"Why are you hiding?" He held Chen Fu's waist with one hand and moved closer with his long legs.

With his hot breath spraying on Shen Fu's ear, His Majesty lowered his eyebrows and looked at Shen Fu's goose yellow dress with a hint of smile in his eyes.

"Are you here to swing on the swing today?" Your Majesty is really smart.

Chen Fu was about to bite her teeth to pieces. His Majesty had already seen the skirt she was wearing, but he still deliberately asked this question.

She lowered her head and saw the Emperor's half-smile on his face. Shen Fu bit her teeth lightly, and for a moment she wanted to take off her skirt.

But she could only curl the corners of her lips and smile at His Majesty: "Yes."

"I am here to swing."

The men and women in the paintings were either hugging each other, or hugging each other, or sticking together.

There are so many strange poses that it is really dazzling to watch.

Chen Fu took a long time to choose from them before she finally picked one that was not so intimate.

But looking at the look in His Majesty's eyes at this moment, I felt that it was not that safe.

"But..." Shen Fu swallowed, "Your Majesty said we'd go on a swing, where's the swing?"

At this moment, she was sitting at the desk, facing the face of the Emperor.

Chen Fu felt that His Majesty's smile was in danger, and she couldn't wait to get down from the long table.

"I'd better go down."

As Chen Fu spoke, she placed her palm on His Majesty's shoulder and tried to stagger down from the desk.

Just as he moved, he heard an impatient click above his head. His Majesty lowered his eyes and looked at her, with a bright smile in his eyes.

"Did I tell you to come down?"

Chen Fu was supporting the Emperor's shoulders with both hands and was about to come down. Upon hearing this, her palms stiffened slightly and she raised her head with an unnatural look on her face.

"Long live the Lord."

How can she swing if she doesn’t get off? Your Majesty, this is simply torturing me.

Shen Fu’s face was full of impatience, but she didn’t dare to show it. With her hands firmly on His Majesty's shoulders, Shen Fu asked cautiously:

"Are you not going to let me go down?"

Chen Fu tested cautiously, but the Emperor opposite her had a smile in his eyes.

He looked at Shen Fu carefully, then picked her up without saying a word.

"What swing?"

His Majesty lightly picked up Shen Fu and walked towards the bed with big strides.