"Um... no."
Qi Pan smiled evilly and shook his head without struggling.
"National Master..."
Ying Zheng's hand on Qi Pan's waist suddenly tightened. He nuzzled Qi Pan's chin with the tip of his nose, "Master... let me kiss you for a while..."
“Hmm…”
Qi Pan felt a little itchy on his chin and tilted his head to the side, "No, no, I won't let you kiss me."
"National Master."
Ying Zheng reached out and pulled Qi Pan's head back, holding it in place, then lowered his head and kissed her.
“Well, you…”
Qi Pan struggled for a few times, grabbed Ying Zheng's collar and hit his chest twice, then gave up resisting and closed her eyes to enjoy the kiss.
After a long time, when Ying Zheng stepped back, both of them had irregular breathing.
Ying Zheng reached out and wiped the water stains from Qi Pan's lips, kissed her lips again, helped her up from the table, and held her in his arms.
Ying Zheng was tall and straight, and he embraced Qi Pan's slender body and could pick her up with one hand.
Qipan wrapped her arms around Ying Zheng's neck, nestled in his arms, and calmed her breathing.
Ying Zheng sat behind the desk and placed Qi Pan on his legs.
Qi Pan looked at the ink spots on Ying Zheng's cheeks that she had dyed, "Brother, there's still ink on your face."
Ying Zheng took out a handkerchief from his bosom and put it into Qi Pan's hand, "Master, help me wipe it."
Qi Pan smiled and took the handkerchief, wiping off the ink spots on Ying Zheng's face bit by bit, then leaned close to his cheek and kissed him again.
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