Chapter 66 [Danfeng Chapter] Today, he's also causing trouble in the face of the Dragon Lord.
One day, Danfeng was sitting in his study reviewing memorials as usual, while you sat opposite him, propping your head up and staring blankly at his handsome face.
I must say, the maple leaves are truly beautiful.
The aloof and noble dragon lord possessed a handsome appearance that even women paled in comparison to.
But that otherworldly face, now tense, inspired a sense of awe.
What would it feel like to pinch the face of the Dragon Lord?
This idea suddenly popped into your head, and you felt a strong urge to try it.
Instead of just thinking about it, you took action and called out "Fengfeng" to attract his attention.
He looked up at you upon hearing this, but did not say anything.
You picked up a stool, moved it next to him, and tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to turn around.
"What is it?" Although I don't know what you want to do, based on past experience, you must have come up with something new to amuse him.
He turned slightly to the side, put down his pen, and looked at your smiling face, a hint of expectation in his heart.
“It’s nothing…” You reached out your left hand and touched his cheek, explaining calmly, “I just wanted to touch your face.”
Warm palms gently brushed across his face, the calluses on his fingertips brushing against his skin, bringing a slight tickle.
He did not reply, tacitly approving of your overstepping of authority.
Seeing that he did not resist, you became even more excited and unscrupulously used your fingers to carefully feel every inch of his skin.
The temperature on his face gradually rose as you touched him. Your fingers traced the red eyeshadow he had carefully applied, and you could feel his eyelashes trembling at your fingertips.
Pinch a small piece of cheek flesh between your index finger and thumb and gently knead it; you'll clearly see a subtle blush appear under your eyelids.
You fell silent, lost in the ambiguous atmosphere of your skin touching.
Danfeng remained motionless, letting you do whatever you wanted to his face, but his heartbeat, which quickened slightly, betrayed that he was not as calm as a still pond.
His gaze follows your movements, and when it meets your teasing smile, he subtly looks away, his heart rippling with emotion.
The ancient texts are truly accurate in saying that beautiful women can bring disaster.
You noticed the change in Danfeng, and the smile in your eyes deepened.
What a high-class beauty, you can easily manipulate her.
Not satisfied with that, you place your index finger and thumb on either side of your cheek and then squeeze them together towards the center.
As you press, the skin in the middle begins to deform, and the originally tightly closed mouth opens slightly under the pressure, forming a pout.
Danfeng was clearly taken aback by your move, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Ignoring the warning in his eyes, you shift your strength and knead that place into various shapes, watching the cold dragon lord act cute.
"So cute." You laughed as you continued what you were doing, and didn't forget to use both hands to pull the corners of his mouth into an upward curve.
"That's more like it. Such a pretty face, smile more."
You don't even need to look to know that his expression at that moment must be really strange.
In the past, he would never have let you near him. Now, after you've teased him like this, he doesn't seem offended at all; instead, he seems to be...enjoying it?
Could it be true, as Jing Yuan said, that he has encountered his destined nemesis?
You were completely unaware of Danfeng's little scheme, engrossed in the joy of customizing your character's face, until you felt a cold touch on your cheek.
Under your questioning gaze, Danfeng slowly spoke: "It's a matter of reciprocity."
Danfeng always wears black leather gloves and only takes them off when absolutely necessary.
The cold, leathery texture pressed against your face inch by inch, bringing an unfamiliar sensation.
You simply let go of his hands and focus on feeling his touch.
His hands are huge; one hand can cover your entire face.
At this moment, he mimics your movements, gently supporting half of your face, and then exploring your face with his thumb.
Through a layer of fabric, his nimble thumb gently strokes below your eyelids, the touch different from real skin, now with a slightly frosted feel.
Cold fingers brush against your skin, making you feel itchy.
Under your smiling gaze, he gently pinched your soft cheek, mimicking your gesture by applying slight pressure, turning your smiling mouth into a pouting shape.
At the same time, the extra ring finger gently scrapes your chin, occasionally brushing against your Adam's apple, feeling its slight movement.
While both involve character customization, the difference in body size imbues his actions with an undeniable sense of control and possessiveness.
His lips curled up almost imperceptibly by two pixels, and his gaze towards you held a touch more tenderness and possessiveness.
When his fingers inadvertently brush against your lips, you have a sudden inspiration and open your mouth to bite his index finger through your glove.
Time seemed to stand still, and a few indescribable emotions appeared in Danfeng's eyes.
You increased the pressure and gently licked it with your tongue.
The warm touch traveled through the fabric to his fingertips, and he pulled his hand back as if he had been burned.
"Do you know what you're doing..." His breathing became noticeably heavier, and his words carried a hint of shame and anger.
“Of course.” You grabbed his withdrawn right hand, and with your other hand you went to his forearm and began to unfasten the armband on his glove.
Danfeng wanted to pull back, but you held his wrist tightly, making it difficult for him to break free.
Although you are very strong, it is not difficult for you to break free if you are determined to do so.
You grabbed his wrist and deftly unfastened the armband. Then, pulling at the fabric that was free at his fingertips, you slowly removed the cumbersome gloves, revealing his forearm, which he had hidden for years, and a hand with distinct knuckles that was exceptionally beautiful.
You placed his right hand on your knee and stroked it with curiosity, as if you had discovered a new continent.
Beneath her large hands were layers of clothing, and above them were warm palms and fingertips with calluses.
He silently condones your actions, which only makes you feel agitated.
Beneath the layers of clothing were full, powerful thighs, and above that...
He dared not think any further.
My body was burning up, and I knew without a doubt that my ears were burning hot.
The self-control I've been so proud of for centuries crumbled completely under your provocation.
You were completely unaware that Danfeng's heart was already in turmoil, as she was only immersed in the joy of touching his little hand.
But the fleeting smile in your eyes betrayed that you did it intentionally.
Most of the time, what you see are hands encased in long black gloves. The gloves isolate the hands from the outside world, creating a more formal and ascetic look.
In daily interactions with Danfeng, there is always a layer of cloth between them.
Holding hands, embracing, applying medicine… those long, nimble hands, through the gloves, made intimate contact with your skin. Although it added a unique touch, the cold leather could never compare to real skin.
Now, the hand is no longer hidden under the dark fabric, but instead reveals its original appearance.
You took his hand and stroked it against your cheek, closed your eyes and felt his palm gradually warming, and a wave of happiness washed over you.
The other hand, which you had neglected, reached out and gently caressed your face through the glove.
You open your eyes and meet his focused gaze.
Her eyes held not only emotions, but also a touch of tenderness and indulgence.
You reach out and put your arm around his shoulder, suddenly closing the distance between you.
Danfeng instinctively protected your waist, looking at you with confusion.
"Fengfeng~" you call his name sweetly.
"Um?"
"What were you thinking about just now? Your face is so red."
"Just some official business..."
He spoke slowly, his words seeming somewhat like an attempt to cover something up.
"Is that so?" You smiled slyly. "I wonder if Lord Dragon Lord has ever heard the saying—"
Under Danfeng's gaze, you slowly spoke, your breath brushing lightly against his cheek: "It's called—saying one thing and meaning another."
Before you could finish speaking, you quickly gave him a light peck on his slightly parted lips, a fleeting touch.
Danfeng, who was always composed, was completely stunned, and even the red at the corner of her eyes became more and more vivid.
You push your luck and get close to his ear, breathing softly into his ear.
"Actually, I know you're thinking the same thing as me..."
You stroke his gloved left hand and whisper in his ear, "I want to take this glove off myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand, which was loosely wrapped around your waist, suddenly tightened, and you unexpectedly fell into his arms.
"Then... as you wish..."
Danfeng quickly adjusted your position, letting you sit sideways on his lap, his right hand supporting your waist, his left hand resting obediently on your leg, quietly waiting for what would happen next.
You chuckle softly, lift his left hand, and slowly trace your fingers up his hand through his glove, from the back of his hand to his forearm, before stopping at the gleaming armband.
You deliberately teased him, not in a hurry to take off your gloves, but instead studied the structure of the armband as if it were a toy.
The delicate touch traveled through the fabric to his entire body, stirring his heartstrings.
He knows your intentions and has witnessed your countless little schemes.
Even though he knows it in his heart, he still falls into your trap every time you use the same trick.
Or to put it another way, he enjoys it.
Anyway, he will collect all these debts one by one.
He patiently watched as you slowly took off his gloves, your fingertips gently pressing against his protruding knuckles, playing with his hand like a toy.
You cup the back of his hand in your palm, and with your other hand draw circles in his palm, playing a guessing game with him.
He closes his eyes at your request, his outstretched palm occasionally touching your warm fingertips.
He imagined the movement of his fingers, stroke by stroke, until he pieced together a complete word.
"Danfeng"
That's his name.
"You guessed right, Lord Dragon is truly amazing." You generously showered him with praise, rewarding him with a kiss on the cheek.
"One more time." You pestered him, starting the childish game again.
The rewards kept increasing, and the final prize was...
Danfeng gently closed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips.
He was determined to win.
——————The End——————
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