Yuanxiao was both respectful and afraid of An Jin. If An Jin told it to go east, it wouldn’t dare go west; if told to lie down, it wouldn’t dare stand. Although I should have been its most important master, when facing non-principled matters, it often chose to submit to the stronger force…
So it wagged its tail, stuck out its tongue, and fawningly nudged An Jin’s feet.
I felt quite indignant.
Quer looked at the situation in the room and timidly called out, “Sir.”
An Jin waved his hand. “You can go back.”
Quer shrank his neck and ran faster than a rabbit.
I pushed it under the table, awkwardly laughing and pressing close to An Jin, trying to divert his attention with tenderness. “What could there be between us? Have you forgotten what you said before?”
His expression softened slightly, supporting my waist with some force. “This guy is quite persistent, trying every method to get at you.”
I was secretly delighted. Just as I was about to act coquettishly and say some warm words, I saw Yuanxiao wiggling out from under the desk, holding a book in its mouth, running joyfully to our feet as if it had found treasure.
An Jin frowned, about to bend down, but I stopped him.
I knew that book was a shameful spring palace disguised under the cover of ritual music. If An Jin saw it, it would mean certain death. So I resolutely hugged his waist and took the initiative to offer a fresh, hot kiss.
An Jin was initially uncomfortable but quickly got into the mood. His breath was still as cool and slightly sweet as always, making me forget my original intentions.
We hadn’t been intimate for a long time, and this touch was like… The study might be empty, but there was always the possibility of someone entering. However, this possibility seemed to pour oil on dry wood, making the passion burn even more intensely. He pulled and pressed, breathing hotly and pinning me between the bookshelves, like a hungry person facing a chicken leg, caring nothing for decorum and only wanting to devour quickly to satisfy this unbearable hunger. Manuscripts and scrolls fell at our feet, unheeded.
