"Wanwan, come here."
Xiao Che's voice was deep and hoarse, with a strange magnetism, like a feather gently scratching at Lin Wanwan's heart.
Lin Wanwan was slightly taken aback.
She was still immersed in the grand vision she had put forward and Xiao Che's ardent admiring gaze, and for a moment she failed to realize the purpose of his sudden summons.
Do we really need to get this close to discuss state affairs?
Although she had doubts, she obediently put down her brush and walked to the imperial desk as instructed, coming to his side.
"Your Majesty, you..."
Before she could finish speaking, her wrist was grasped by a warm, large hand.
Xiao Che did not discuss any state affairs related to the "Office of General Affairs" or "KpI" again. He simply took her hand and gently placed a purple-haired brush, stained with ink, into her palm.
The pen still carried the warmth of his palm, soothing Lin Wanwan's heart through her skin.
"Hold on tight." His voice was soft, but carried an undeniable command.
Lin Wanwan was puzzled and subconsciously tightened her grip on the calligraphy brush.
The next second, a warm and firm chest gently pressed against me from behind.
"!"
Lin Wanwan's body froze instantly, and her mind went blank for a moment.
He...he wrapped his arms around her from behind!
Xiao Che's entire body almost enveloped her in his embrace. His left hand encircled her waist and gently rested on her chest, forming a protective restraint. His right hand covered her pen-holding hand, his large palm completely enveloping her slender hand.
This is an extremely intimate and possessive pose.
The solemn and dignified atmosphere in the Imperial Study was completely shattered at this moment, replaced by a rich and ambiguous atmosphere that made one's heart race and breath quicken.
Lin Wanwan could clearly feel the steady heartbeat coming from his chest, one beat after another, like a drum beating on her back and on her heart.
The clear, cool ambergris scent emanating from him became incredibly distinct, domineeringly taking over all her breath, making her feel as if she were immersed in the aura of "Xiao Che," with nowhere to escape.
Don't get distracted.
Warm breaths, mixed with deep, pleasant sounds, sprayed into her ears, causing a tingling sensation in her earlobes.
Lin Wanwan felt her cheeks burning up, and even her hand holding the pen felt weak.
Xiao Che seemed oblivious to this. He held her hand and guided the tip of his brush, which slowly fell onto the white Xuan paper in front of him.
His movements were slow and steady, carrying an unprecedented seriousness and solemnity.
One stroke, one line.
Lin Wanwan was completely under his control, and could only passively follow his strength. She watched the ink under the tip of the brush gradually spread on the rice paper, forming a familiar stroke.
Dot, horizontal, vertical, left-falling stroke, right-falling stroke...
His hands were warm and strong, and the calluses on his palms gently caressed the back of her hands, sending strange shivers down her spine.
He wasn't writing; it was more like he was performing some kind of solemn ritual.
Finally, the last stroke was made.
Two powerful names, imbued with imperial grandeur, leap off the page—
Xiao Che.
Lin Wanwan stared blankly at the two words on the Xuan paper, and felt the body behind her completely embracing her. A certain part of her heart softened completely.
This... is his name.
He taught her, step by step, how to write his name.
Just as her mind was wavering, she heard his magnetic, gentle voice again, like a lover's whisper.
"As long as you understand the affairs of state, that's enough."
His thin lips were almost touching her ear, and his warm breath made her involuntarily shrink back.
"I won't teach you anything else in today's lesson..."
"I will only teach you one thing..."
He took her hand, raised it again, and wrote it down stroke by stroke next to the two names once more.
"...learn to write my name."
boom--!
Lin Wanwan felt as if a sweet bomb had been dropped into her brain, instantly exploding into a dazzling display of fireworks.
What about checks and balances, what about KPIs, what about information warfare...?
At that moment, all political strategies and governing philosophies paled in comparison to this simple sentence and this intimate gesture, which moved her even more.
He wasn't teaching her how to be a proper queen; he was declaring his sovereignty and his feelings to her in the most primal, domineering, and romantic way.
Learn to write my name.
Because from this day forward, this name will be closely linked to your entire life.
The solemn and dignified environment of the Imperial Study, combined with the intimate and intimate physical contact between the Emperor and Empress, created a strong yet strange sense of harmony. It was as if this cold center of power had softened because of this warmth.
The emperor, once a domineering CEO wielding absolute power, has completely transformed into a gentle teacher devoted solely to instructing one person. This role reversal, along with the ultimate romance and sweetness brought about by this hands-on teaching, has utterly captivated Lin Wanwan.
She was held tightly in his arms, feeling his strong heartbeat through his clothes. Her cheeks turned so red they seemed to bleed, and she even had to breathe carefully.
She was just so curious!
What was this reserved emperor, this man who always said one thing but meant another, thinking when he made such a bold and seductive move?
She suppressed her shyness and secretly glanced up at the emoji area above his head.
That one glance almost made her lose control of her expression.
On the surface, Xiao Che maintained a serious and dignified demeanor befitting a teacher, as if he were simply conducting a calligraphy lesson.
However, the scene above his head, in the area designated for emojis, was quite different.
There are no more words or complex animations there.
There was only one huge, soft, pink heart that almost took up the entire area!
The heart was beating rhythmically, "thump, thump, thump," with each beat sending out ripples of pink light, filled with undisguised joy and excitement.
Below the heart, a line of small print clearly indicates its status—
[Heart-fluttering.gif]!
Lin Wanwan understood instantly.
What "private lessons"...
What "personally teaching you"...
From the very beginning, this was a premeditated date!
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