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"Get down."

Zhuang Jinfu didn't hug her waist. She placed the flowers on the desk, her face cold and unreadable, but Ling Shu knew that she was angry.

Ling Shu's soft chest rubbed against her, and she blinked her bright eyes: "A beauty is offered to you, and you're not tempted?"

Zhuang Jinfu's mouth watered, his throat bobbed, and he said something he didn't mean. He pushed the person in front of him away and said restrainedly, "Darling, it's still daytime, and we're in the study. It's not appropriate to be here."

Ling Shu insisted, "I just want to play with you here."

Zhuang Jinfu coaxed, "I'll keep you company tonight."

Ling Shu refused to leave: "I want to leave now."

Zhuang Jinfu's tone turned stern: "You've already gone too far. Don't mess around anymore."

Ling Shu: "I can act so recklessly only because you allow it. You have magic, and if you wanted to tie me up under the table, you could do it with a flick of your finger. But you didn't use magic to tie me up, which means you also like this kind of excitement, and you still say I'm acting recklessly."

Zhuang Jinfu: "I can't argue with you."

Ling Shu raised her chin proudly and said, "Admit it, you like me this way."

Zhuang Jinfu's thoughts had been exposed, and a light blush appeared on her cheeks, as if she had applied blush, adding a touch of beauty to her porcelain-white face. The Immortal Venerable, concerned with his image, turned his face away and said, "It can't be here."

Ling Shu gave her a kiss on the cheek: "It's not like we haven't fooled around here before. The night we first met, you and I were here..."

Zhuang Jinfu covered her mouth. Outside the window, servants swept and cleaned. They moved quietly, afraid of disturbing the immortal being in the study. When they passed by, they left no sound except for their shadows passing by the window. It was so quiet that any sound inside the room could be heard.

Zhuang Jinfu's heart pounded like thunder; he was extremely cautious.

Suddenly, I felt a slightly damp, slippery sensation in my palm.

When he met Ling Shu's eyes, he saw a sly glint in them.

The bad dog is naughty and mischievous, and it will be the same when it grows up.

Zhuang Jinfu dared not let go of her hand.

Once the figure had disappeared into the distance, Zhuang Jinfu slowly released his hand from her mouth.

Zhuang Jinfu breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, and personally debunked the claim: "We did not do such absurd things here at that time."

"We made a start, so we've done something."

"No."

“Okay, then you haven’t done it before.” Ling Shu breathed into her ear and said meaningfully, “You only do it if you haven’t done it before.”

Zhuang Jinfu simply couldn't accept it: "How can we do such absurd things in the daytime, especially in a study where people come and go? Good boy, stop making trouble. I'll do whatever you want tonight."

Ling Shu was reluctant to leave: "What a ridiculous thing? Didn't you just do that too?"

Zhuang Jinfu was helpless against her.

There was a knocking sound at the door.

"Immortal Lord, the report from the west has also been submitted."

Ling Shu raised an eyebrow at Zhuang Jinfu, not moving an inch, as if to say, "I'll stay here and see what you can do to me."

Zhuang Jinfu paused for a long time before suddenly lowering his voice and saying, "Looking for excitement, huh?"

Ling Shu responded smugly, "Hmm."

Zhuang Jinfu raised his arm and swept it across the table. With a clatter, all the approved and pending documents fell to the ground, along with the bouquet of flowers, clearing a clean space on the table.

"Immortal Venerable?" The cultivator outside the door heard the noise inside and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

There was no response.

The documents are not urgent; they can be submitted to the Immortal Venerable today.

The cultivator kept his mission in mind and did not dare to leave easily, waiting in place for the Immortal Venerable to open the door.

With a quick movement of her waist, Ling Shu was lifted by Zhuang Jinfu, and the scene before her shifted, and she was now sitting on the desk.

His body was facing the window, directly opposite it.

Ling Shu had intended to tease her, but she hadn't expected it to actually happen here. The place was small, and there was no soft bed, so she couldn't really do as she pleased and probably wouldn't be able to enjoy herself to the fullest.

Zhuang Jinfu's calm and composed nature was reflected in this matter, demonstrating her steady and proper attitude. She handled things meticulously and appropriately, always adhering to the rules and regulations, and never went too far.

It was impossible for her to do this in her study. Ling Shu knew she would never agree, so she often teased her in the study, deliberately trying to provoke Zhuang Jinfu and see her get the short end of the stick.

Ling Shu knew her limits; she hadn't actually done anything outrageous under the desk, she had only patted it from the outside.

Who would have thought that the Immortal Venerable would be so easily moved?

Ha ha.

Now that Zhuang Jinfu has lifted her onto the desk, Ling Shu is stunned. The cultivator who presented her with the documents outside the door is still asking her questions.

"Immortal Venerable? Are you alright?"

Ling Shu was scared and twisted her body to get down.

Suddenly, a cool hand pressed down on her waist, and her face was suddenly pressed against the desk. She panicked because her hands were still tied; she had tied them herself.

You reap what you sow!

Ling Shu was on the verge of tears, and whispered, "Good sister, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again."

This time, Zhuang Jinfu objected: "Shouldn't it be here?"

Ling Shu suspected that this was revenge for the slap she had given her before, since she had slapped her in the same way.

Ling Shu begged for mercy, trying to crawl away: "Sister, I was just joking with you, please let me go... Your subordinate is still waiting for you outside, I'm afraid she'll find out..."

"What are you afraid of? Aren't you looking for excitement?"

The cultivator paused for a while, but the immortal venerable did not open the door, so she simply sat down in front of the door and waited.

Zhuang Jinfu bent down to pick up the bouquet of flowers, took out a jasmine flower, pure white and in full bloom.

Ling Shu apologized repeatedly: "You bad dog, I know I was wrong. I'll never tease you in the study again."

"They'll do it again."

"I won't do it again, I won't do it again."

"Stop!"

"You said I'd do anything for you, so why are you hiding now?"

Ling Shu propped herself up on her arms and tried to escape.

"return."

The soft petals of the jasmine flower swayed gently.

A gentle, subtle itch.

Ling Shu was about to let out a soft moan when she saw two figures walk past the window. They said from outside the door, "You haven't left yet? Waiting for the Immortal Venerable?"

"Hmm, the Immortal Venerable may be taking a nap. I'll wait a bit."

She hadn't left yet; she was still outside the door. The monk had been outside the door the whole time.

Ling Shu bit her lip, suppressing a soft moan, and held back her shyness. They usually lingered more intimately on the bed, but today's events were nothing compared to the usual appetizers, bringing an even deeper sense of confusion.

In a daze, I seemed to see jasmine flowers lying on the desk, among a pile of official documents on the floor, their petals trembling slightly.

Zhuang Jinfu was quite surprised.

He untied her hairband, carried Ling Shu down, tidied her up as her body went limp, sat her in a chair, wrapped his arms around her from behind, and the two sat quietly for a while.

Ling Shu saw the jasmine flower placed on the desk, its petals glistening with moisture.

She turned away angrily, biting her lips hard until the taste of rust filled the air, before Ling Shu released her, resting her head against her forehead, and complained:

"My older sister is bullying Shu'er."

"But it was Shu'er who bullied her older sister first."

"snort."

"Call the people outside in, let her see what the noble immortal she admires is doing with her disciple right now."

"Good technique, but we can't let it see the light of day yet."

Ling Shu knew. Because they were still preparing for sect affairs, it wasn't the right time to bring the demon race into the sunlight.

Ling Shu stood up knowing her place. "Well, you should continue with your official duties. If you linger any longer, they'll start to get suspicious."

Ling Shu bent down to help her pick up the documents that had been thrown to the ground because of her. Zhuang Jinfu also bent down to pick them up and cleaned up the mess left by the two of them after their absurd behavior. After they were completely cleaned up, Ling Shu hid behind the curtain as usual.

"Come in."

The monk entered happily and told her about the disaster in the west.

Zhuang Jinfu was looking for documents to verify the location when she found a slip of paper tucked between a stack of documents. She took it out and unfolded it.

Written in chicken claw-like characters: "See you today, my immoral, shameful lover."

A window was open, the wind blew, and there was no one under the curtain.

Zhuang Jinfu was a little distracted. To her right was the glistening jasmine flower.

Goodbye today, and may we meet again year after year.