Chapter 163 This Is Called Kissing

"I see that your eyes are about to move, what are you thinking about?" Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, a look of sternness flashed across his eyes, and his slender fingers gradually moved down, caressing his neck, "Want to offend me?"

Wen Jin's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "I don't dare."

"If I want to break this beautiful neck..." Yan Qing exerted a little force with his fingers, which was very dangerous, "What do you think the chance of success is?"

Wen Jin didn't even blink, and said meekly: "Ten percent."

Yan Qing frowned: "Don't resist?"

"Don't resist." Wen Jin's voice was calm and firm, "Your Highness asked me to die, and I am willing to die."

Yan Qing sneered: "You are so good that there is no challenge at all."

Wen Jin's expression tightened slightly, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Does Your Highness think I am boring?"

"Really boring."

Wen Jin pursed her lips, but saw Yan Qing's hand returning to his chin, "Sad?"

"No." Wen Jin slowly shook his head, "I am just wondering whether I should do something that His Highness would find challenging?"

Yan Qing said nothing.

The two were very close at this time. Although Yan Qing's posture was very domineering and Wen Jin was relatively docile, there was a height difference between the two. Wen Jin's arm hanging by his side moved slightly, but he could not suppress the desire that was ready to move. Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and enveloped Yan Qing in his arms: "I really want to offend His Highness."

As soon as she finished speaking, before Yan Qing had time to react, a kiss as thin as a cicada's wings fell on her forehead. It left her at the slightest touch, and then there was a slightly nervous voice from someone: "Your Highness, do you want to punish me?"

Yan Qing raised her eyes and looked at him. After a moment, she sneered: "How dare you dare to say something offensive if you are so timid?"

As he said that, he pinched his chin, and pressed his red lips against his lips. Wen Jin's body froze instantly.

"This is called kissing, do you understand?" Yan Qing took a step back, patted his face, and turned to leave.

Wen Jin stood by the pillar, looking up at her slender back. After a while, she raised her hand and touched her lips, feeling as if she was dreaming.

The soft and slightly cool touch made people happy. Wen Jin's whole body seemed to be floating in the air, with an illusory and unreal feeling. When he stepped forward, his lower body seemed not so solid.

Until he returned to Qihuang Hall, Wen Jin still put his hand on his lips reluctantly. He turned his eyes and saw Yan Qing sitting in front of the window. He walked over and stared at her with two dark eyes. Holding her.

Yan Qing ignored him and picked up a book to read.

"Your Highness." Wen Jin took a step closer, reached out and took away the book in her hand, "Your Majesty..."

Yan Qing raised her eyes: "What do you want to say?"

"Your Highness is the one who is being disrespectful."

The corner of Yan Qing's mouth traced a mocking arc: "So?"

Wen Jin raised her eyes and looked out the window, trying her best to restrain her trembling tone: "I want to come back indecently."

"Stay away from me." Yan Qing raised her foot and kicked him away. "If I molest you, you will have to suffer. How dare you try to molest me? I'm used to you."

A slight smile emerged from the corner of Wen Jin's lips, but his tone was a bit aggrieved: "This is unfair to me."

Yan Qing chuckled: "You want fairness?"

Wen Jin had a premonition that something was not going to happen. She was silent for a moment and slowly shook her head: "I don't dare."

"Duplicity."

"Isn't it the same, Your Highness?" Wen Jin's voice became softer, "But there is no room for compromise in this matter."

Yan Qing said nothing, wanting to know what kind of flowers he had in mind and what kind of flowers he could tell.

"I don't mind His Highness's indecency." Wen Jin knelt down and looked up at Yan Qing, "But can Your Highness do it a few more times so that I can get used to this strange feeling?"

Yan Qing said nothing, and looked at Wen Jin with eyes that gradually deepened. The courage that he had been hiding in his turtle shell for several years suddenly showed up. He didn't even take it step by step, and he couldn't find the direction right away?

Yan Qing couldn't help but think deeply, had she been too spoiled to him recently? Originally, I wanted to pamper him more and cure his low self-esteem, but now it seems that the effect of this treatment is too good?