He was caught red-handed by Qin Zhao.
Qin Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly and patted the seat next to him: "Come here."
Jing Li said "Oh", put down the memorial, and walked over obediently.
Before he could sit down, Qin Zhao suddenly pulled him.
Jing Li leaned his lower back against the edge of the table and looked up to see the other person's handsome features.
"I was talking to you about something serious, and you were distracted." Qin Zhao smiled, "What are you thinking about?"
Jing Li sensed danger in this almost malicious posture. He shrank back and said weakly, "No, I didn't think anything..."
Qin Zhao smiled and said, "Fish now understands that good children shouldn't lie. Little Fish, do I still need to teach you this?"
Jing Li: “…”
Jing Li looked away and changed the subject: "You haven't finished reading those documents yet, right? If you don't finish them quickly, Master Song will start nagging you again."
Qin Zhao lowered his head and kissed his neck, whispering, "I have a day off today, I don't want to see it."
"Then... then I'll go get you some snacks!" Jing Li stood up and tried to slip away, but was pressed down on the table by the latter.
Qin Zhao's recent efforts to strengthen his body have begun to show results, and his strength is growing day by day. Jing Li is no match for him at all.
"Are you treating me like a fish cub?" Qin Zhao casually swept the things on the table aside, grabbed Jing Li's wrist, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want it?"
Jing Li's ears burned red, and his voice trembled: "The memorial fell to the ground!"
The memorials presented to the emperor must not have any stains or wrinkles. If they are even slightly soiled, they must be rewritten. Qin Zhao's handwriting is so beautiful, it can't be left like this...
Jing Li had just thought of this when he was forced to moan by the touch on his waist.
"I'll just write it again later." Qin Zhao looked up, his eyes burning. "Do you really not want it?"
...How could I possibly refuse?
After all these years, his composure in front of this person is still so poor.
Jing Li thought angrily before he lost his mind.
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Since the mansion had more servants, Ah Qi was no longer responsible for serving the Qin Zhao family's food and daily life, but instead became a personal bodyguard. His main job was to play with the young master and to send away any strangers when the master and his wife were alone.
In the afternoon, the yard was quiet.
The door suddenly opened, and Qin Zhao came out holding Jing Li, heading straight to the bathroom. The bathtub was already filled with hot water, the temperature was just right, most likely prepared by Ah Qi.
...Aqi has become more and more knowledgeable over the years, and Qin Zhao no longer needs to give any more instructions on many things.
Jing Li was so tired that he didn't want to move a finger. Qin Zhao untied the robe he had just casually put on him and carried him into the water.
When Jing Li touched the water, his body shuddered slightly, but he still did not open his eyes.
Qin Zhao helped him clean and kissed the back of his exposed neck: "I asked you to go jogging with me earlier. You have so little physical strength."
After years of cultivation, someone's physical strength and energy are so good that he can even laugh at Jing Li.
"Tired..."
Qin Zhao: "Lazy fish."
"It's only after all these years that you realize I'm lazy." Jing Li lay by the pool, his eyelids drooping. "It's too late to regret now. You have no choice but to support me anyway."
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