192: Short drama enthusiasts

Thinking of this, Ling Qi parted her vermilion lips and called out tenderly, "Wanling, I'll be waiting for you on the Phoenix Bed in the inner hall..."

Shang Wan Ning, who was halfway there, paused her steps upon hearing this, then couldn't help but chuckle and scolded playfully, "You little vixen!" Though her voice was soft, it was filled with endless indulgence.

She never imagined that Ling Qi, who had always been submissive to her in bed, would suddenly have the mind to tease her.

Shang Wan Ning turned around in surprise and accidentally stumbled into Ling Qi's gentle, smiling gaze; her heart couldn't help but ripple with waves of excitement!

"Wait for me!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Unwilling to admit she was charmed by the Secretary-General, Shang Wan Ning pursed her lips, calmed the embarrassment in her heart, and teleported away as if in retaliation.

In the system space, Xiao Si was laughing so hard she was rolling on the floor, legs in the air. That exaggerated laughter seemed like it would break through the entire space: "Hahaha... Host, oh Host, I never thought you'd have a day where you'd be this embarrassed!"

As she laughed loudly, she didn't forget to tease: "I always used to think your skin was thicker than the corner of a city wall!"

Shang Wan Ning's brows shot up immediately as she retorted, "When did I ever?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

As she spoke, she subconsciously reached out her slender fingers to cover her soft, pink lips, as if trying to hide something.

Xiao Si had no intention of stopping and continued to say with a grin, "Oops, a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue!"

"Actually, what I meant was, aside from when you first turned into a girl and were still a bit shy and cute, from then on, you've been a total Shang the Skin Flayer, Shang the Tsundere, and Shang the Thick-Skinned!"

As she spoke, Xiao Si held her chin and began to analyze with mock seriousness, her mind constantly imagining all sorts of greasy, hilarious scenes of Shang Wan Ning.

The fantasy scene suddenly shifted—

[Shang Wan Ning had already stepped into the inner hall.

She looked up and saw Ling Qi reclining on the incredibly spacious Phoenix Bed.

Ling Qi's thin robe was half-undone, revealing a patch of fair skin and her faintly visible, charming collarbones.

A pair of seductive eyes looked at Shang Wan Ning with a mix of playfulness and desire, her gaze flowing like autumn ripples, releasing endless charm!

Shang Wan Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she involuntarily quickened her pace to Ling Qi's side.

She slowly reached out her hands and hugged Ling Qi's slender, soft waist, feeling the touch of a waist so slim it seemed it could be held in one hand.

At the same time, she lowered her head, leaning close to Ling Qi's ear, and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Vixen, do you know that doing this is like playing with fire?"

Hearing this, Ling Qi didn't show the slightest bit of fear; instead, she let out a soft giggle.

She raised her hand, winding up like a spirit snake, and accurately hooked Shang Wan Ning's neck, then breathed out like orchids, "Then Your Majesty should hurry and help me put out the fire."

Before the words finished, the breathing of the two gradually intertwined. Their breaths tangled and merged, causing the entire hall to be filled with an extremely ambiguous atmosphere...]

"Stop, stop, stop..."

"Stop right there!"

Shang Wan Ning gave a playful huff and quickly took a step back, lowering her head slightly as her slender fingers pinched her sleeve, feeling both shy and a bit annoyed.

"Please, stop those wretched fantasies of yours immediately!"

She looked up, a hint of displeasure flashing in her phoenix eyes. But it was quickly masked as she returned to her cool and aloof demeanor.

Seeing this, Xiao Si didn't back down at all. Instead, she sneakily reached out and tapped her fingers together, a cunning smile appearing on her face.

"Hehe, I say, Wanling, I actually think the way you two were interacting just now was really quite greasy."

Shang Wan Ning couldn't help but roll her eyes and said crossly, "Sister, have you been watching too many of those short dramas lately, like the one where a 28-year-old CEO falls for a 45-year-old auntie?"

"Why does everything look greasy to you?"

"In my opinion, you'd better go buy a bottle of Liby dish soap to get rid of all that grease!" After saying that, she ignored Xiao Si and turned to walk toward the outer hall on her own.

After entering the outer hall, Shang Wan Ning looked around curiously, seeing that the hall was spacious and bright, decorated extremely luxuriously.

She paced slowly through it, admiring the exquisite decorations and furnishings around her.

[Mhm! As expected of what I painstakingly arranged using hundreds of millions of incense offerings.]

[The effect is good, but my heart still aches for the cost.]

She walked to a chair on one side and sat down, picking up a teacup on the table, gently lifting the lid, and carefully taking a sip of the fragrant green tea.

At this moment, Shang Wan Ning thought to herself, "Thinking about it carefully, the scene just now did seem a bit too greasy."

Then, a strange thought suddenly popped into her head: "Oh! Could it be that Olexia is also a short drama enthusiast?"

"Otherwise, how could those seductive moves the Secretary-General used on me feel so familiar..." Thinking of this, Shang Wan Ning couldn't help but laugh and shook her head to cast those stray thoughts aside... Ling Qi was super patient and prepared to put on a good foreplay performance; the love-filled sucking made Shang Wan Ning tremble involuntarily.

Her fingertips could clearly feel how the body's veins tightened and relaxed, just like the 'Coffee Senna' that can't stand being teased, shrinking shyly at the slightest touch.

Only after those electric hands left would it slowly unfold again, revealing its complete leaves.

At this time, the Secretary-General was like a favored consort who only wanted to serve the Empress well, wanting nothing more than to make Her Majesty happy, and would never take a step forward without receiving an order.

Even though she was already burning with desire and wanted nothing more than to pin Wanling down on the couch and bully her until she cried—of course, this was just a thought in her heart.

Shang Wan Ning didn't understand Ling Qi's restraint and tenderness, thinking she was intentionally causing trouble.

She lowered her head and muttered softly, "What are you dallying for!"

Ling Qi lowered her head and slowly approached the Empress's delicate little nose, dropping a kiss as light as a dragonfly skimming the water.

Then, she moved her body slightly and leaned close to the Empress's cheek, which was burning from shyness, carefully rubbing against it as if she were cherishing a rare treasure.

At the same time, her voice softly uttered three words: "Don't be impatient!"

"You can't eat hot tofu if you're impatient," Ling Qi continued with a smile, half-teasing and half-soothing.

Shang Wan Ning only felt a wave of numbness on her face, and her heart was tickled by Ling Qi's intimate actions, making her giggle out loud.