191: God of Desire Advanced Training Course

"Oh, right. Her Excellency Olexia and Lady Meng Jiang are actually getting along quite harmoniously," Ling Qi suddenly remembered and softly reported to Shang Wan Ning.

"That woman certainly has a big enough heart."

"Even though I have her under house arrest in this Netherworld, she managed to get along so well with everyone else in just a few days."

Shang Wan Ning let out a soft snort, her tone carrying a trace of imperceptible petulance.

[Give me back my Sister Meng, give me back my White-Haired Loli, give me back my Chief Assistant Lin!!!]

"Desire, gluttony, materialism, greed, lust... these are all Her Excellency Olexia's specialties. No one can escape them..."

Ling Qi lightly covered her lips, a simple gesture that was full of charm.

Shang Wan Ning glanced at Ling Qi nonchalantly, but with that single glance, her heart couldn't help but stir.

The Ling Qi before her seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, her entire being radiating a different kind of allure.

Her already beautiful brows were slightly raised at this moment, like a crescent moon hanging high in the sky.

There was a hint of coquettishness within her coldness, a look that even a 'god' would find unforgettable.

Ling Qi seemed to notice Shang Wan Ning's gaze as she gracefully tucked a few stray strands of long hair behind her earlobe.

Following that—as if unsatisfied—she actually slowly leaned in, her red lips parting slightly like a light butterfly gently pecking at the tip of Shang Wan Ning's nose.

Accompanying this intimate gesture, Ling Qi's slightly raspy yet seductive voice rang in Shang Wan Ning's ear: "Your Majesty, do you think your Subordinate looks good like this?"

"Does it look like Six-Tailed Demon Fox 2.0?"

Hearing this, Shang Wan Ning felt a surge of heat rise from her heart, quickly spreading throughout her body.

Her dark eyes widened involuntarily, her gaze falling straight onto Ling Qi, momentarily dazed by what she saw.

Ling Qi thought to herself, 'It seems the advanced training class opened by Her Excellency Olexia is indeed remarkably effective. It actually made the usually steady Empress become like this... she's almost staring her eyes out.'

Suddenly, Shang Wan Ning realized her loss of composure~

She wanted to look away, but her delicate body seemed to refuse to obey, remaining firmly rooted to the spot.

Ling Qi keenly sensed her abnormality and took another step forward, smiling as she bit down on Shang Wan Ning's soft, pink lips.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

On the face of Shang Wan Ning, who was always known for being cold and elegant, a rare trace of shyness and panic appeared. Her long eyelashes trembled like lily buds swaying in the wind, pitiable and lovely.

[Am I not the '1'???]

[Why is the Secretary-General so provocative!]

Ling Qi skillfully reclaimed the initiative she had previously lost in their "wife-wife" relationship.

"Your Majesty is so~ sweet!"

"You... why did you suddenly change the subject?" Shang Wan Ning finally managed to squeeze these words from the depths of her throat, her tone full of coquettishness.

But Ling Qi did not stop her movements because of Shang Wan Ning's words. On the contrary, she became even more bold.

Her exquisite cheek slowly approached Shang Wan Ning's ear, her warm, moist breath puffing intermittently against the Empress's delicate skin. It was like a playful little snake, wantonly plucking at her heartstrings.

"Since Your Majesty can properly handle complex government affairs after being injured, then naturally you also have the ability to properly 'handle' me, your Subordinate!"

After saying that, Ling Qi extended the tip of her tongue and lightly licked Shang Wan Ning's small and cute earlobe.

Then, she unceremoniously took the entire earlobe into her mouth and began to suck gently... the Secretary-General's deliberate actions were clear as day, using all her strength to seduce the Empress before her.

She seemed to have absolute confidence in herself, firmly believing that Shang Wan Ning could never escape the web of desire she had carefully woven.

"Qi Qi, so your intentions were elsewhere all along!" Shang Wan Ning laughed with a hint of teasing, her tone filled with mockery.

"I really thought you were truly worried about my injuries before~" Shang Wan Ning gave a coquettish cry, sounding like a nightingale's soft warble, melodious and pleasant.

Ling Qi's slender fingertips slowly moved up along the curves of the Empress's magnificent phoenix robe, gently stroking it.

She exhaled a breath of hot air in comfort, like a lazy kitten, buried her pink face deep into the crook of Shang Wan Ning's neck and rubbed against it coquettishly.

"Even if I spoke up to advise you, what effect would it have?" Ling Qi sighed softly, a bit of helplessness showing in her words.

"Only this way... will Wanling stop working... and properly enjoy..." Ling Qi's tone was like a sleep-talker's, vague and indistinct, but the ambiguous meaning within was self-evident.

Shang Wan Ning's breathing gradually became rapid, like a pebble being thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

She suddenly reached out, tightly grasping Ling Qi's wanton little hand, and said in a low voice, "Ling Qi, you've really been getting more and more bold lately..."

A cunning smile appeared at the corner of Ling Qi's mouth, like a little fox that had successfully stolen a treat.

She slowly leaned close to Shang Wan Ning's ear, her breath like orchids, and whispered softly, "Your Majesty, do you not like your concubine being like this?"

Before she had finished speaking, that hand of hers began to grow restless again, continuing to wander and explore over the phoenix robe. Everywhere it went, it triggered a slight tremor in Shang Wan Ning's body.

But at this critical moment, the 'brake' Shang Wan Ning suddenly exerted force, heartlessly pushing Ling Qi away.

Her dark eyes instantly regained their clarity, like a clear spring, pure and firm.

"Enough, I still have many government affairs that urgently need to be handled." Shang Wan Ning knitted her beautiful brows and slowly reached out her jade-like hand to smooth the fine wrinkles on her phoenix robe.

Then, she turned around gracefully and walked towards the outer hall with elegant steps.

[No way! The injuries I suffered while breaking through to the seventh rank haven't fully healed yet. If I push myself too hard now, it will definitely affect This Old Lady's normal strength.]

While secretly thinking to herself, Shang Wan Ning cursed the Goddess of Desire fiercely in her heart.

[Hmph, it must be that ill-intentioned evil woman who deliberately fanned the flames and instigated Ling Qi to come and provoke me!]

Left behind, Ling Qi quietly gazed at Shang Wan Ning's receding, graceful figure, and an indescribable look of disappointment quietly flickered in her beautiful eyes.

However, in just a moment, she quickly composed herself and readjusted her emotions.

She licked her succulent red lips, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly into a half-smile.

Regarding matters of intimacy and affection, Ling Qi always had a unique perspective—if only one side was always the initiator, it would be too boring; only when both sides go back and forth, teasing each other, can one truly fall deep into it and be unable to stop.