239: Greedy for music and women

"Fine, fine, fine. You little money-grubber," Ling Qi replied with a very good attitude.

She leaned in and kissed the forehead of the person before her, her movements gentle and coaxing.

Then, she quickly returned to her original position, as if the one who had just 'foully' kissed someone wasn't her at all!

Shang Wan Ning looked at Ling Qi's facade of feigned restraint and coldness, feeling a bit annoyed.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her voice instinctively dropped, carrying a hint of disdain: "Black-bellied woman, rogue fox!"

Ling Qi heard Shang Wan Ning's complaint.

She merely pursed her lips slightly, seemingly trying to suppress the curve that was about to rise.

But the possessiveness in her eyes was like ignited desire, impossible to suppress as it spread everywhere.

In fact, Ling Qi herself didn't know why today, but she suddenly felt the urge to give the Empress a good teasing.

She wanted to see Shang Wan Ning let out low growls and sounds of unbearable yearning, or even soft whimpers, under her teasing.

In other words, this fox indeed harbored some mischievous streaks, which she usually concealed quite well.

Or perhaps, Shang Wan Ning had always self-importantly believed that between her and Ling Qi, she was the dominant one.

However, from a third-person perspective, one would be startled to realize—every intimate contact was a meticulously planned dance of temptation.

The Secretary-General was luring her from the shadows, step by step, into proximity, obsession, and assimilation (falling into the deep pool of girls' love)... After all, from the very beginning, Ling Qi had harbored some rather improper thoughts about a certain someone.

Of course, what was wrong with Ling Qi having such thoughts? She was just a very "good"—good at being lustful—Six-Tailed Demon Fox.

So a certain woman could only choose to continue indulging her! Besides, a good secretary who was capable during the day and even more 'capable' at night...

Which superior wouldn't like that in their heart... Ling Qi blinked without changing her expression, as if it were just an ordinary gesture.

Then, she slowly lowered her long eyelashes.

"Your Majesty, the third matter... Your Majesty, the one hundred and twenty-first matter..."

Her tone was low and steady, without ripples, like a corporate-slave pickled fish in a pool of water.

Time passed minute by minute.

Shang Wan Ning's tasks flowed in like a never-ending stream. She focused intently on handling every single one, not daring to relax for a moment.

Finally, when the last task was properly resolved, time had quietly reached the second quarter of the Hour of the Dog on the following day.

Shang Wan Ning leaned tiredly against the back of her swivel chair, eyes slightly closed, seemingly wanting to take a short break.

Despite her extreme physical and mental exhaustion.

Her sea of consciousness "warning" remained in a state of high tension, unable to relax.

Shang Wan Ning looked coldly at the scenery of Yin Street outside the window. The street, which should have been filled with an underworld atmosphere, appeared exceptionally bustling and festive in her eyes at this moment.

She couldn't muster any mood for appreciation; her heart was filled only with endless fatigue and pressure.

Hundreds of matters required meticulous planning, each one of great significance.

A slight oversight could lead to severe consequences.

She felt mentally and physically exhausted, as if the weight of the entire world were resting on her shoulders.

A throbbing pain came from her Yangguan Acupoint, and her eyes were terribly dry, but because of the divine power within her, Shang Wan Ning remained exceptionally awake.

She knew that even if she closed her eyes now, it would be absolutely impossible to feel even a hint of sleepiness.

Seeing that Shang Wan Ning's tasks were finished and all the Jade Slips had been sent to the Secretary's Office, Ling Qi deliberately drawled her words and slowly approached the Empress.

Then, she reached out and gently massaged her Yangguan Acupoint.

"Hmph, Ba~by, did you just call me a~ rogue fox?" Ling Qi's voice carried a hint of playfulness, seemingly quite dissatisfied with Shang Wan Ning's previous name for her.

Shang Wan Ning was flustered by her approaching presence, her heartbeat involuntarily quickening.

But she was a deity after all, so she naturally wouldn't show weakness easily.

Thus, forcing herself to be calm, she stubbornly and pridefully lifted her head to meet Ling Qi's gaze, saying without backing down, "You are a rogue fox, so what!"

"You dare to do it, and I don't dare to say it???"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Qi suddenly rose and pinned her down, hands propped on either side of her, staring at her with burning eyes.

"Since you say I'm a rogue fox, then This servant will be a rogue to the end today." Having said that, she lowered her head and kissed Shang Wan Ning.

Shang Wan Ning was stunned for a moment, then pushed Ling Qi's shoulders with force, but to Ling Qi, this strength was nothing more than playing hard to get.

She deepened the kiss.

Her tongue pried open Shang Wan Ning's pearly teeth, wantonly plundering the sweetness within.

Shang Wan Ning gradually lost the strength to resist, leaving her at Ling Qi's mercy.

After a long while, Ling Qi finally released her, smiling with satisfaction at Shang Wan Ning's flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips.

"Now, Your Majesty, do you still dare to call your Subordinate a rogue fox?"

Shang Wan Ning was mortified, turning her face away, her eyes darting around uncertainly.

"Heh, you're just a rogue fox. I'm not afraid of you."

But her slightly trembling voice betrayed her current thoughts.

Ling Qi chuckled.

Her fingers gently hooked Shang Wan Ning's chin, turning her head to face her, her gaze tender yet carrying a hint of playfulness.

"A Ning, the way you're being stubborn is truly adorable."

"It makes your Subordinate's heart itch with desire; I really want to eat you up without even spitting out the skin."

Shang Wan Ning's cheeks grew even hotter under her gaze. Ashamed and annoyed, she was just about to retort again.

Suddenly, she heard a faint sound of footsteps from outside.

Immediately after, there was a "bang" as the door opened.

Olexia, acting like a drama queen, leaned against the doorframe with a look of horror, her voice trembling slightly.

"Ah, this... I was framed by the door, do you believe me?"

She widened her eyes, seemingly finding what had just happened hard to believe.

"I just lightly touched it, and the door opened on its own!"

Then, as if suddenly realizing she had interrupted someone's intimate moment, she hurriedly waved her hands in explanation.

"I didn't mean to disturb you."

Shang Wan Ning was originally a bit shy and annoyed, but after hearing Olexia's words...

She quickly pulled herself together, her gaze turning sharp.

She gently pushed Ling Qi away, tidied her slightly disheveled clothes, stood up, and spread her hands in feigned composure.

"Your Excellency Olexia, why didn't you knock before entering the room?" Shang Wan Ning frowned in dissatisfaction.

Ling Qi also put away her playful expression, her cold eyes darkening slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure.

If the Goddess of Desire barged in like this a few more times, Ling Qi might actually turn dark on the spot.

She might hold a whip and perform a live-action god-slaying drama.

Instead of just engaging in some evening activities that desecrated the divine, like she was doing now.

Ling Qi looked at Olexia expressionlessly and said slowly, "Your Excellency, if you could put away that gloating expression on your face, I might actually believe you."