Chapter 63: He Huan Sect Master Bai Yueguang 24 Punishment
At noon the next day, Ji Hanlin returned from the meeting.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, a figure jumped into his arms without hesitation.
A familiar fragrance filled his face, and a soft body bumped into his chest. Slender white arms naturally wrapped around his waist. At that moment, the man subconsciously reached out and caught her steadily.
The warmth in his arms suddenly filled him up, melting away the coldness that usually surrounded him.
"Ji Hanlin!" Wen Qianning's voice was filled with a smile, revealing a bit of coquettish tenderness. She snuggled in his arms and was unwilling to let go. The corners of her eyes were curved, and her pupils were shining with a bright color like water.
"I missed you so much."
The light four words caused ripples in his heart.
Ji Hanlin's ears instantly turned red, and the heat spread to his neck. His usually stern face was only shimmered by the trembling of his eyelashes, revealing a hint of imperceptible panic.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the top of the head of the person in his arms. The woman's hair was soft and scattered on her shoulders.
The person in her arms was cute and bright. When she cuddled up to him, she was like a willful child, displaying her attachment without any defense in her every move. She almost gave all her weight to him and relied on him as a matter of course.
Even though Ji Hanlin had been resentful of the past, when she held him like this and whispered to him coquettishly, the rational string in his heart finally broke.
Ji Hanlin didn't push her away and let her stay in his arms.
As if sensing the man's cold exterior but warm heart, Wen Qianning's smile deepened, and she nuzzled herself into his embrace even more aggressively. Her soft voice was filled with the cunning of triumph, "Ji Hanlin, why are you ignoring me? I've been waiting for you to come back."
She tilted her head back slightly, her eyes clear and fixed directly into his.
"Stop it." He was helpless.
Wen Qianning pretended not to hear and instead smiled as she led him into the hall, where food had already been prepared on the table.
Ji Hanlin originally did not need ordinary food. Ever since he passed the tribulation and became an immortal, eating and drinking were just a desire for his stomach. He could cultivate himself with spiritual energy.
But when Wen Qianning insisted on pulling him to sit down, he still silently picked up the chopsticks.
"Try it, it's delicious." She picked up a meatball and put it into his bowl, her eyes full of joy.
She tasted it first, and the edges of her lips were slightly oily, making her cheeks look even more charming.
Ji Hanlin glanced at her indifferently. He could have refused, but he still raised his hand and put the meatball into his mouth. The taste was nothing special, just ordinary and delicious, but when it landed on the tip of his tongue, it became extraordinarily different because of her gaze.
Wen Qianning was still in high spirits. She ate slowly, and looking at the indifferent look on the face of the person sitting opposite her at the table, her heart was filled with an indescribable satisfaction.
She put down her bowl and chopsticks, propped up her cheek, and her eyes lingered on Ji Hanlin's face. His eyebrows were as cold as frost and snow, and his features were extremely beautiful. Anyone who looked at him would feel that it was difficult to approach him.
"Have you finished eating?" he asked.
Wen Qianning nodded, the corners of her lips slightly raised.
Ji Hanlin ordered the palace servants to clear the dishes and leave. There were only two people left in the hall. The scrolls were stacked on the table, unopened. These were the reports and books he brought back after the meeting, and they had to be reviewed one by one.
"Go and rest for a while, I still have some things to deal with." He stopped smiling.
Wen Qianning blinked, not listening to the man's words. Instead, she took a few steps closer and walked to his side: "I'm not sleepy, I don't want to rest."
Looking at the scrolls piled on the table, Ji Hanlin frowned slightly: "But I still have something to do..."
Wen Qianning refused to respond. Instead, she smiled faintly, gently hooked her arm around his, and continued to speak coquettishly, "I didn't say you can't be busy, but I want to be by your side. Don't chase me away! Don't worry, I'll be good."
The man was silent for a moment, sighed slightly in his heart, and finally did not speak again.
Sensing his tacit consent, Wen Qianning felt delighted and simply stopped caring and sat directly on his lap.
Ji Hanlin was stunned and almost dropped the scroll. He reached out and held her waist firmly to prevent her from falling.
"That's good. I'll watch it with you." The woman leaned in his arms, looking very enjoyable.
The scroll was flattened, and the handwriting on it was neat. Wen Qianning didn't look at it carefully. Her breath brushed lightly against his neck, which was the most irresistible entanglement for a man.
After a long while, Ji Hanlin whispered, "This will make you uncomfortable."
"What's wrong with you? I feel fine." Wen Qianning blinked and teased deliberately.
After she finished speaking, she moved deliberately, as if to prove her words. Ji Hanlin's Adam's apple moved slightly, and a ball of restlessness surged in his heart. He forced himself to calm down: "Ningning, you can try to seduce me again."
The woman, who originally had a cunning look in her eyes, curled her lips when she heard the words, calmed down, and dared not move again.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the hall: "Your Majesty, I request to see you. I have something important to report."
Wen Qianning was startled at the sound of the announcement, realizing something was amiss. The palace was usually quiet, but now, in the middle of the afternoon, the maids and servants had all left, leaving no one else around. So, her hair was untied, her collar loose, and she sat, frail and boneless, on Ji Hanlin's lap... How could she possibly face anyone with such a look on her face?
So she immediately broke free from his arms, looked around hurriedly, her eyes fell on the gap under the table, and an idea immediately popped into her mind.
Before Ji Hanlin could say anything, he felt his legs suddenly feel empty and Wen Qianning had already crawled under the table.
“……?”
The man paused slightly, and there was a rustling sound from under the table.
He didn't understand why Wen Qianning wanted to hide in there, so he reached out and grabbed her wrist, trying to pull her out, but he couldn't and she broke free.
"Greetings, Immortal Lord." The subordinates at the door had already walked in. After respectfully saluting His Highness, they began to report on the affairs.
Ji Hanlin could only give up and forcefully suppress the irritation surging in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked towards His Highness, his expression as cold and majestic as ever.
But how could his mind truly calm down? His subordinates reported for a long time, so much so that Wen Qianning gradually felt bored at the desk.
She first gently touched his boots, but got no response, then switched to poking his thighs.
Ji Hanlin paused as the ink spread across the paper. He breathed heavily, trying hard to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
He could hear the steady reports of his subordinates and saw dense text in front of him, but his whole attention was firmly grasped by the little troublemaker under the table.
Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and said in a low voice: "You go down first."
The man who was earnestly reporting was taken aback. He had not expected the Immortal Lord to suddenly interrupt him mid-sentence. He looked up and saw Ji Hanlin's stern expression and fierce eyes. He did not dare to ask any more questions and could only clasp his fists and accept the order: "As you command."
As soon as the man left the hall, Ji Hanlin could no longer bear it for a moment. He grabbed the restless little hand on the table and pulled the man out.
Wen Qianning staggered and was pulled into his arms. Her long hair was scattered, her cheeks were red from trying to hold back her laughter, and her eyes were sparkling.
"Do you really think I can't bear to touch you?" Ji Hanlin's voice was cold, with a dangerous tone that had been suppressed for a long time.
Before she could speak, her jaw was clamped by him. The coldness in the man's eyes mixed with other emotions made her stunned for a moment.
"You..." Wen Qianning was still immersed in the prank just now, and only then noticed that Ji Hanlin's eyes stayed on her for a long time, with a faint sense of oppression.
Then, he gently pulled her closer, pressing her body against the table, and the coolness of the table penetrated her skin.
With his hands nailed to the table, Wen Qianning's thoughts were a little confused, his black hair was disheveled, and his clothes had been stripped off without him noticing.
He leaned closer, causing her heart to beat wildly... She didn't know why, but she felt inexplicably nervous and a little expectant.
Wen Qianning felt a slight throbbing in his chest, and was thinking in his mind at this moment - is this a punishment?
The shyness in my heart surged up, and I bit my lips lightly, as countless fragments seemed to flash through my mind.
Finally, she raised her head slightly, her eyes red and her breathing still a little rapid, and asked aloud: "Is this... a punishment?"
"Yeah." Ji Hanlin's eyes were deep, he nodded slightly, and a very faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Hearing this answer, Wen Qianning's lips curled up, and she wrapped her slender arms around his neck. Tears welled up in her eyes because of the pleasure, and she couldn't help laughing out loud: "If this is the punishment... then I hope there will be more punishment."
She really dared to say that. Ji Hanlin's eyebrows twitched, and a speechless emotion flashed across his eyes. Then he took a deep breath, reached out to tidy up Wen Qianning's messy hair, and paused for a moment.
The entanglement on the table finally came to an end. Wen Qianning was still feeling hot, so Ji Hanlin picked her up and steadily placed her on the bed.
Wen Qianning gently grasped his arm, looked up at him, her eyes full of coquettishness and dependence.
"Why did we separate before... I must be crazy. I think I like you very much and want to be with you forever."
Her words fell on Ji Hanlin's heart, making him a little dazed.
Complex emotions were intertwined in his heart, and he didn't understand why she suddenly changed her mind before. She had never given him an explanation, so he couldn't answer this question.
So, Ji Hanlin just gently stroked her hair without saying a word.
Wen Qianning was unwilling to remain silent. She coquettishly leaned into his arms, her naked body half pressed against his. "Ji Hanlin, why don't you say anything? I want to hear you talk. Tell me what's on your mind."
Ji Hanlin was silent for a moment, his eyes falling into her shining eyes. She didn't know that her approach once again aroused the desire deep in his heart.
"Maybe it was my fault before."
He must have done something wrong, causing her to get tired of him, which gave Ji Ziming, the third party, the opportunity to take advantage of her.
So now, I should try my best to please the woman in front of me.
A pair of large hands rested on her back and slid down slowly, causing the man's breathing to quicken slightly.
Wen Qianning noticed his reaction, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She gently touched his arm, and the breath between them intertwined.
Every subtle movement seemed to silently reveal a subtle tacit understanding between the two of them. Her breathing gradually became heavier, and the air was filled with an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere...
Wen Qianning, who was originally full of energy, felt an indescribable relaxation at this moment. Her eyelids gradually became heavier and fatigue came over her.
The woman, her cheeks still slightly red, gradually fell asleep in his arms. Ji Hanlin lowered his head to look at her sleeping face, and unconsciously poked that fair and flawless face, his heart softening.
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